When I see you, I really see you upside down.

[ecm1190]

I like someone so much, it stings.

I thought he liked me, but there's no possible way. He doesn't like me, and I am so upset.

I want to tell him, but he'll mock me, and call me a loser.
What the fuck? I thought I could at least talk to him? We're friends. What's wrong with me?

I want to write him a letter. But that's really elementary, and silly. But it would work.

I don't know.

My life is going to go horribly wrong soon. I can just feel it.

Blah.

I'm going to go dress shopping with Stephanie, and we are bringing Ben and Justin along for the ride. Who knows how that'll turn out.

I can't stop thinking.
The ideas scrambling inside my head are blending together, and It's all fuzzy.
f-u-z-z-y.

I need sleep.
I need to feel something real.
I need to feel love?
what the fuck is wrong with me?
-Emily