I like you. I said I like you.
Yah, do you know what sort of things I did because of you? In order to go to school with you, I waited in front of the gate for an hour. Until you came back from the study room, I couldn’t even sleep a blink because I was so worried. “Why is she late? Has she fallen asleep again?” Hey, all of my concern was always you. You!
When we coincedently met at the bus, when we went to the concert together, and when I received that shirt from you on my birthday. I really thought I would go crazy because I was so happpy. I wanted to see you a dozen times more a day, and I was just so happy whenever I saw you. I have always wanted to tell you since a long time ago. I like you so much. I love you.
You know, I worked really hard to get to Manchester, Josie. I worked my factory job in the day and did an access course at night, and lived on fucking beans so I could afford our rent near college. And now I’m about five billion in debt. And guess what? I don’t have Mummy and Daddy to come and bail me out. I’m on my own.