I wanted to tell you this to your face.

[little12foot]

I had planned on talking to you about this today. But I just don't have the guts. If you want to know the truth, I've been preping for it all week... I just wanted it to come out right, you know. But I when I saw you today walking down the hall... I couldn't even say hello. so I resorted to making fun of you like I always do. I'm such a child. I wish I would grow up and quick bitching out about things. Sometimes I think that if I had a penis, and maybe a strong pair of balls, I would be able to talk to you, like REALLY talk. But I know that because I'm lacking 'the necessities' you'll never even give me the time of day. I dunno. Maybe it's you... maybe you're just to imtimidating for me. There's something about the way you look... i don't know. I just don't know. I know that I want you... more than I've ever wanted anything else in my life... but i don't know how to get you. I pray about it every night. But Jesus just hasn't gotten around to my message yet. But I know he will. And then, you and i can be together forever.

By now... you probably know I'm talking about you Teresa. So there it all is. Maybe you'll read this and understand why everytime i see you i turn into a blundering idiot who hisses and farts uncontrollably. You think I'm weird, I think you're wonderful. I always will. you need to know that. Someday, after my operation maybe, I'll back and look for you... you won't recognize me... not with my new big penis... but just know that I'll be the same person underneath. you have to see some goodness in me... or my life is over... truly over.

anyway... i guess im gonna beat it for a little bit... then maybe sleep or something to take my mind off you...