I know we just met a few months ago and everything... but I'm going to try really hard to make something of this. But, before we get any further I should warn you, I'm incredibly awkward. I stutter, and have a tendency to fumble over all of my words, oh, and I have a huge fear of talking on the phone, and I have so much to say but can never really find the words or the guts to convey how I feel. I'll be jealous of every girl you'll look at, but I'll never let you know. I'll eat way more than you, and not complain about being "fat" because I'm too scared you'll secretly agree. I'd rather stay home with you on a Friday night and listen to old vinyl records than go to some hardcore show. I don't like most people, but I think I might like you. I'm not perfect, and I know it sounds cliche, but who knows, I could be fucking perfect for You.