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So Page came over today and we took like an hour long walk and stuff, just talking. Got honked at twice... ? And I'm serious, those drivers could have hit us like a zillion times. But it was good to like finally be able to talk and see whats up and everything. It still isn't the same as it was before, but it's a start, and that's what matters. There's something wrong with me. I don't open up to people and tell them what's really on my mind. I don't know why. I trust people, I do, but for some reason, I just keep it inside. I feel like someone would have to beat it all out of me to get my true feelings out in the open. Is this a bad thing? It isn't like I'm being eaten alive or anything, but it's just that when I'm sitting around, I feel like telling someone, but I can't.
And I don't want to write it here. I don't feel comfortable just letting anybody see it or hear it. If I were to open up, I'd only open up for a select few.
I feel sick to my stomach.
It's all rainy and dreary outside. Hopefully tomorrow will be sunny and beautiful. I don't like rainy days anymore. I don't know. I'm in a very weird mood right now.
~ face.
And I don't want to write it here. I don't feel comfortable just letting anybody see it or hear it. If I were to open up, I'd only open up for a select few.
I feel sick to my stomach.
It's all rainy and dreary outside. Hopefully tomorrow will be sunny and beautiful. I don't like rainy days anymore. I don't know. I'm in a very weird mood right now.
~ face.