The boxes, O God the boxes
well, The boxes are everywhere, I mean everywhere, my freinds keep telling that boxes arent alive, but I swear Ive seen them following me arround at night, stalking me. I even had a dream that I was trapped in a box last night, the boxes name was Britney spears, but thats neither here nor there, ever since Ive moved in I cant get the smell of cardboard off me, but no one else seems to notice.
On a real note, other then the boxey doom not alots been happening latley. Ive spent every day with stacy since we started talking, I guess we really do need a break, just to help make things not so strange, allthough Ive been blisfully happy, which isn't drug induced stragly enough, and I finally got the gall to call the girl from whetherford back, which to my supprise she seemed happy to talk to me, and actually said next time she has a day to kill she plains on spending it with me, which is the first time shes mentioned ever wanting to see me again
I dont know, I really think I need to distance myself from stacy, I know that going through all this is hurting her, and that what she needs more then anything is independence, which is not something I can offer, all I can offer her, but maybe if I slow down and just let run free, she wont find a way to run away from me again, and I wont find a way to hate her. I dont know, I know that she needs happiness, and she proubably wont find that here, not for long
On a real note, other then the boxey doom not alots been happening latley. Ive spent every day with stacy since we started talking, I guess we really do need a break, just to help make things not so strange, allthough Ive been blisfully happy, which isn't drug induced stragly enough, and I finally got the gall to call the girl from whetherford back, which to my supprise she seemed happy to talk to me, and actually said next time she has a day to kill she plains on spending it with me, which is the first time shes mentioned ever wanting to see me again
I dont know, I really think I need to distance myself from stacy, I know that going through all this is hurting her, and that what she needs more then anything is independence, which is not something I can offer, all I can offer her, but maybe if I slow down and just let run free, she wont find a way to run away from me again, and I wont find a way to hate her. I dont know, I know that she needs happiness, and she proubably wont find that here, not for long