It doesnt really matter....
You Know I realize now that I have been obsessing way too much over Alex. We had our good times and our Bad times. But the good times were great and that's what I want to cherish. So I hope shell be my friend and I hope she goes on being happy. Now I just need to sort out the route of my happiness and find out who I am and I think Im set. Until then I think I give off some weird creepy vibe, perhaps because im bad with the idea of peoples personal space...or too touchy feely...anyways theres a gun show this weekend no way better to celebrate than to go buy a bunch of illegal stuff at the gun show....