No matter what they tell me I believe what I feel
The last couple of days have been weird. I got called Heterophobic today by Tony. I only said I wasn't. I don't feel that I am. It wouldn't exactly be wrong to say that I'm Tony-phobic, but not exactly right either. I just freak out (after the fact) when I end up in situations I never wanted to be in to begin with. But I do it to myself. I didn't fully try to get out of it either. I can't explain that to him. Usually my best answer is avoidance, which is lame.. I know. I don't even know what name to give to what happened.
And as for Georgia. I've thrown around so many words that have long lost any meaning, so I know that's pointless. I just hope she can see it in my eyes.