The distace increases the fear
(Wow, I made this to write in Japanese but I keep writing in fucking English.
Boo. Maybe I'll make a blogspot for Japanese.)
I can't help but compare myself.
I was right when I said that I was dumb to think that
some stuff we had was only between us two.
Sending pictures everyday, the damn yoshi thing.
I... was really dumb.
I'm so scared that I'm going to lose him.
And like I said in the title:
The distance increases the fear.
Haha, the distance is directly proportional to the fear.
As distance increases, so does the fear.
Okay I'm done.
But it's true. I just can't help but compare myself.
I'm not as skinny as she is.
I'm not... what he wants?
He likes clingy.
I hate being clingy. I hate it SO much.
I'm scared that I'm holding him down.
I'm scared that I'm making him unhappy.
He dos say he's unhappy.
But I can hear it in his voice a lot of the time.
Or he's bored. And I don't want to tell him this because I don't what him to feel like
he has to act all happy around me. If he's not, he's not and I wish he'd just tell me.
Just like I have to act in front of my friends.
Haha, it's like sophomore year.
I say: I'm being emo.
they say: You need to stop.
Great, I'll get on that.
'Cause I can just stop 'cause you told me too.
My heart won't stop beating really fast.
I'm in a constant state of nervousness.
Fear is the ultimate pain.
Boo. Maybe I'll make a blogspot for Japanese.)
I can't help but compare myself.
I was right when I said that I was dumb to think that
some stuff we had was only between us two.
Sending pictures everyday, the damn yoshi thing.
I... was really dumb.
I'm so scared that I'm going to lose him.
And like I said in the title:
The distance increases the fear.
Haha, the distance is directly proportional to the fear.
As distance increases, so does the fear.
Okay I'm done.
But it's true. I just can't help but compare myself.
I'm not as skinny as she is.
I'm not... what he wants?
He likes clingy.
I hate being clingy. I hate it SO much.
I'm scared that I'm holding him down.
I'm scared that I'm making him unhappy.
He dos say he's unhappy.
But I can hear it in his voice a lot of the time.
Or he's bored. And I don't want to tell him this because I don't what him to feel like
he has to act all happy around me. If he's not, he's not and I wish he'd just tell me.
Just like I have to act in front of my friends.
Haha, it's like sophomore year.
I say: I'm being emo.
they say: You need to stop.
Great, I'll get on that.
'Cause I can just stop 'cause you told me too.
My heart won't stop beating really fast.
I'm in a constant state of nervousness.
Fear is the ultimate pain.