it isn't the "worst of luck" when you're just forgetful.

i'm done with this. like super duper all done. i don't even care anymore.

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why you wait until you're in bed, almost asleep, to text me back is beyond me.

strike four million.

i think i’m done with this. i honestly see it going nowhere. the communication is awful and it’s only been a few months. he’s too busy to even see me for more than a few minutes. it’s not his fault at all, it’s just not the right time for either of us.

see ya never, busy bee.

as much as i'm trying to prevent it from happening, i'm pretty sure i'll marry one of my best friends.

you suck, guys.

it’s to the point that i can’t play that “wait five minutes to text back” game because he only gets so much time to text throughout the day. i don’t give five hundred cares, i’m texting right back.

games are stupid anyhow.

it's so convenient that there's a mcpaul on american idol. i can say, "oh mcpaul is SO cute" and no one will know. NO. ONE.

he noticed right away that i was insane about type and fonts. and details. and that i laugh at everything. and that i'm sarcastic.

he is great. super duper great.

i just want to document that i am more nervous than i have ever been before in my whole entire life. 
i don't know how to fix it, but i wish i could just go to sleep and die and never have to feel this nervous again.

i like being a loner. i like being by myself most of the time. i like only having to deal with my emotions/problems/ups&downs. i like only having myself to answer to. i don't like being responsible for anyone else's happiness ( Read more... )