Why?
So last night I had way too much going in my head at one time. An there was this one bit that just kept popping back up, so I wrote it. And it all went from there... I guess I should publish it cause it's bugging me even more now that it's written.
"Why is it that whenever I think I'm not as bad about her something happens that makes me so fucking happy I know her?
It's always been that way with her, though...
I think that's why I want to be with her so badly. Why wouldn't I want to be with someone that makes me happy? Especially the way she does.
I am writing this on paper because I'm not sure if I want her to see this... But she did say she wanted to know what I was hiding... So who knows?
I am sure that all my friends will give me shit over this...
'You're being too gay'
'You're being all meh, chicks don't want that'
Etc.
I dunno... I don't really see why I should hide it... Other than fear, lol.
But at the same time... I don't want to be all...wierd...
I guess if I do put this on livejournal.. It's because I've decided that either it fucks me or not. But it's me.
So... I'll deal with the consequences. And hopefull she'll talk to me about it, rather than just going 'oh my...creepo.'
Who knows?"
Yeah, so that's it. It was a bit less lame last night. But I still liked the fact that I'm the one who wrote it. And it's what I honestly think/thought/ and/or will think...
"Why is it that whenever I think I'm not as bad about her something happens that makes me so fucking happy I know her?
It's always been that way with her, though...
I think that's why I want to be with her so badly. Why wouldn't I want to be with someone that makes me happy? Especially the way she does.
I am writing this on paper because I'm not sure if I want her to see this... But she did say she wanted to know what I was hiding... So who knows?
I am sure that all my friends will give me shit over this...
'You're being too gay'
'You're being all meh, chicks don't want that'
Etc.
I dunno... I don't really see why I should hide it... Other than fear, lol.
But at the same time... I don't want to be all...wierd...
I guess if I do put this on livejournal.. It's because I've decided that either it fucks me or not. But it's me.
So... I'll deal with the consequences. And hopefull she'll talk to me about it, rather than just going 'oh my...creepo.'
Who knows?"
Yeah, so that's it. It was a bit less lame last night. But I still liked the fact that I'm the one who wrote it. And it's what I honestly think/thought/ and/or will think...