goodnight & go
He scares me, but that's okay, because he's happy.
People I'm thinking about: Tri, Evan, Tim, Chris, Dim, Morgan, Brent -- Becka?
The thought of college scares me shitless; I can't believe high school is almost over.
I know I'm wanted; I feel wanted. I like to be reminded. But people don't do that often.
This is an obsession, a kind of agression within self.
I want to write and make people... feel.
Poking around in my emotions, and there's a lot more dead spots than I anticipated.
Good or bad? Not sure. I'll get back to you on that one.
A burn out, a let down: my fears spelled out. I try not to worry. I don't, for the most part.
Period makes me want to break down and cry. School stresses me out. The prospect of it.
Part of me wants a boyfriend. Worth the work in the end. But I'm too shy to do much, though people hardly ever get that from me. Strange.
And Chris..? Well, who knows. What happens, happens. I'm not too concerned.