It's strange.
So there's this boy I met. We hit it off at first and everything was fine... until we truly started to learn about one another.
He's bipolar and has grown up in a completely different style than I have, yet we seem to find so much to talk about. When he wants to talk, that is.
I'm attracted to God-knows-what in him, but I like it. I want more.
I can't tell if he really likes me like he says he does, or if he's truly messing with me. Either way... I can't go back now.
Not now.
He's bipolar and has grown up in a completely different style than I have, yet we seem to find so much to talk about. When he wants to talk, that is.
I'm attracted to God-knows-what in him, but I like it. I want more.
I can't tell if he really likes me like he says he does, or if he's truly messing with me. Either way... I can't go back now.
Not now.