when i wasnt around you kept asking when i would be back and all, like theres this feeling of longing somewhere in there. when im back, what. no nothing. you waiting for me to make the first move? sometimes i feel that way. sometimes it pays off, but sometimes it just makes me look like a jerk who keeps wanting to hang out with ye cus ure hot. i dont understand this fuckshit.

seriously i dont know why im so affected and all but. iwas starting to dilute those impressions i used to have of you, but now its like youre telling me to do otherwise.

and i dont like how im always doing considerations before i speak, a habit i need to get rid of. i think so much, i get oversensitive, i regret shit that ive done. i need to get over this immaturish shit and just learn to be myself.

i have no idea where this is headed. and i dont wanna know. go with the flow perhaps, with the flow.

hot and cold, bitter and sweet.

but i have to admit, i enjoy spending time with you and i hope its the same for you too.

/angstiest post ever.