So I guess I'll get over it...and maybe one day I'll move on...

I'll just die that's fine

I liked that day that I just sat with you while you painted. Seriously thanks for inviting me along.

It's not being single so much that bothers me. It's that I'm not with you and you have no idea

I miss you already. I wish you were here....but you aren't so I guess I just have to figure on on my own. I know what I want to happen but I still don't know exactly want I'm looking for. This is really different....

One of the most wonderful days ever. Until Pride time. Then not so fun. Muddy and gross was what it is. And sweaty. Ick. But everything else....perfect.

One of the most wonderful days ever. Until Pride time. Then not so fun. Muddy and gross was what it is. And sweaty. Ick. But everything else....perfect.

The hardest part is keeping it a secret day in and day out. I can't tell anyone. I want to so badly but then I just can't bring myself to do it.

I don't know why I'm so sad all the time. I have so many reasons to be happy. But I just can't make myself do it.

I hate being needy...but I'm getting to a point where I need people. I hate being that person. I don't think they can help me anyways though so really wants the point...

It's just that sometimes it hurts so bad...I could treat you so much better. And I wouldn't ever break your heart like that.

How can I pour my heart out to you without it changing things? The answer is I can't. I'm still so confused...I know I like you but whether you like me or not is a mystery. Most times I think yes. But every once in awhile I second guess my self. I don't know....and it frustrates me so much. I hate not knowing what's going on. But I know that in the end I know things will work out. Maybe not how I want but what I need. I just hope those end up being the same thing.....