Boy 1 - Ohh, he's adorable. Funny how my friend has a thing for him and he doesn't like her. I think he might like me, but I don't know. He's cute, but probably not relationship worthy. But he still makes the list.
Boy 2 - Ohman. He is cute. Physically and mentally. Inside and out. He is a great guy. Mixed signals, too many of them. Oh, so many.
Girl - I like her. She likes me. My friends hate her. I hate her friends. I kind of want something to happen. But I don't wanna mess things up this weekend.
Maybe if I get past this party this weekend, then see what happens with the girl, maybe it will work. Maybe I can have my cake and eat it too. Maybe.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Overwhelmed
He said it better than I could. Stressed and overwhelmed. I'm finally in a good relationship; I'm not in love, but I'm happy. And now it's going down the shitter. Age is nothing. Work won't consume every ounce of time we have. There's too much. I can't deal with it all. I have to not only solve my problems, but all my friends. Because I care too goddamn much. I HAVE to make sure they're happy above my own happiness. Fuck this. He already saw my scars, why not add a few more? Whats one or two when there's already quite a few. Back to sanitarium, please. Lock me up.
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