HUh, you know that moment, when you're writing something.

And you're like, "Okay, I'll write this." And then suddenly you aren't writing that anymore and you wake up and you're literally writing the angstiest grief ridden thing and you're sobbing and crying on your keyboard and mascara is literally painting your cheeks and you're wondering, "When did I put mascara on? Did I literally get up and outline my eyes? What's hAPPENING?"

It didn't exactly happen like that, but it's close enough. Ugh. If you guys wanna put Gabriel in your relationship sheet, I have everything but his History up.