things will work out
Damn, I just wote a buttload of information and I'm not about to write it again. Basically I said that I left this really long message on Kenny's Cell phone telling him that I will be transferring next semester and how much I wish he'd change his mind about us. I wrote about some of the information I've found out about him, he got really upset after we talked on thursday. Apparently, when I dropped him off at his dorm, he had tied kissing me. But I was complretely disfunctional, because I had just played "I wish I wasn't" for him. Which happens to be the song that I had been listening to since we broke up. Anyway I was extremely emotional. Just like that phone call today. I'm embarassed a little. I'll get over it. All I want right now is for him to call me and tell me that he wants me back. I don't know if that will actually happen. I'll expect the worst, but hope for the best. I really want him to call me back though. God you don't know how much I like him, how much he has affected me, how much I really love him. And yes I said love, I never say love. But I really do. With him I'm in a comfort that I've never known. Look at that picture, look at how horrid I look. I know exactly what I was talking about. I was worried out of my mind because I had become a failure, and I'd never make my parents happy, and Iwouldn't be successful, and I wasn't good looking. All of the above, and he sat there with me as I kept blabbering on like a monkey, telling me that I was insane but that he loved me. That is complete comfort.
