Right.

Nov 19, 2007 21:18

I hate my mind. It always comes up with these really intriguing ideas that keep me thinking about them for days. Even when I know it's not a good idea at all, even when I know I should not bother to think about it.

Last night, it came up with the brilliant idea of changing my perspective on a person I've known for a long time now from dear friend to something else. *hmpf* It's too damn interesting... The idea of being with this person, it was too damn nice...

And then you end up rationalising, cause I'm always looking for a companion, and this could just be a hunt for that. And that's not something I wanna do to this particular person. Too special for that. See, I already know I love this person, that has been a fact for a while. I just never considered loving this person like thát. And no, I'm not saying anything more detailed than that, cause this person reads my flist. *rolls her eyes*

I hate my mind.

*facedesk*

love?, dear diary

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