Dec 10, 2004 21:43
im scared. petrified, scared shitless. like...eating disorder scared.
mike thinks i dont like him anymore. and that i am acting different, and that something is always wrong.
when first off...i do still like him, i love him more than anyone, and i dont see how im acting different, and nothing is wrong. then only thing 'wrong' is that mike thinks something wrong and that i dont like him anymore.
theres only a little something in the back of my head clinging on and it wont let go. but i need to get my shelfish self the fuck over it. GROW UP QUINCY.
im pathetic. its a friday night. and im at home. 9:45. doing nothing. and whats even more pathetic is that i stayed at work late JUST so i wouldnt have to debate if i can find something to do (which i knew this morning i wouldnt do anything because i suck) so i stayed late for a really dank excuse to why i didnt do anything tonight.
i promise. i really do love him. i do. even if he has doubts that i do.
---eyes down a barrel---