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dont be scared
because who cares what they say
if i dont
you shouldnt.
and why, in the first place,
do they care anyway?
put yourself first and stop living to make other people happy.
i know that things went fast, and you keep saying its a good thing..you know what i want.. but im wondering how its going to end up..and in that case, how fast things would end considering their perpetual beginings. and no, when i say end, i dont mean the end of something big... just something fun. and fun can be good..and it is because we can keep eachother warm. but i can sort of see where this is going. i dont know what it is you see in me. its kind of hard to tell. im sorry to say but i think fielding it up is a big part of it. im not complaining, but observing, and i wonder if youre seeing what i am. as long were happy, and you just ignore the drama and bullshit enough to let it pass (and it will), then nothing else really matters. in this situation, at least.
and i just keep thinking.... if this is what i wanted, why do i feel so bad. or down. or wierd or w/e. dont judge me on last night.
we = the shit. just so you dont think that i have NO hope. because i promise, i do. i think the whole reason im writing this is closely related to the butterfly action that takes place in my stomach everytime i think of/ speak to/ see, you.
just you and i misbehaving, were trying our best to feel alive. and we wont ever let them win.