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Monday, August 18, 2008 2:49 PM
Update?
I pretty much messed things up royally with Boy 2 I guess. I didn't feel what I thought I did, and suddenly things seemed awkward between us. With school starting up, maybe things will just all smooth out.
Know what's frustrating? The fact that whenever things get going well, I somehow find a way to mess them up. I also tell myself, "Can't have the ups without the downs," but for once, I just want to see something work out, you know? Or like, things will be going good with a guy, and suddenly me and my mom are on the fritz. I don't know. I just get tired of it all.
I put on this happy face, and try to make things seem okay. I don't think I let on as much as I'm feeling inside... and only a few people probably know that. Behind every smile, there's a million thoughts. I never stop thinking. I can't stop thinking. I guess it's not something horrible, but I do get myself worked up over nothing. I wish people knew how much I cared. Maybe they'd take more of an interest or something, blah.
I ramble on too much.
I'm mad that I never ended up using this, this summer... Maybe things will change once school starts?
I pretty much messed things up royally with Boy 2 I guess. I didn't feel what I thought I did, and suddenly things seemed awkward between us. With school starting up, maybe things will just all smooth out.
Know what's frustrating? The fact that whenever things get going well, I somehow find a way to mess them up. I also tell myself, "Can't have the ups without the downs," but for once, I just want to see something work out, you know? Or like, things will be going good with a guy, and suddenly me and my mom are on the fritz. I don't know. I just get tired of it all.
I put on this happy face, and try to make things seem okay. I don't think I let on as much as I'm feeling inside... and only a few people probably know that. Behind every smile, there's a million thoughts. I never stop thinking. I can't stop thinking. I guess it's not something horrible, but I do get myself worked up over nothing. I wish people knew how much I cared. Maybe they'd take more of an interest or something, blah.
I ramble on too much.
I'm mad that I never ended up using this, this summer... Maybe things will change once school starts?