Well, here goes. I don't know why, but the thought of you with Tim, makes me crazy. I don't know if it is jealousy (pretty sure it is) or if I just worry about you being with him. Paulina says that you like me, I want to believe her, I really do, because I like you too. I think about you all the time; I dreamed about you the other night. I dreamed that you were with me, and when I woke up, I was almost in tears; fortunately discipline helped me to overcome it. I really hope that you know who this is, because I'm gonna leave this anonymous for my own protection and safety. But if not, ask Paulina about car-ride conversations, and she'll know. I do like you, Farrah. I've liked you for the longest time, and I wonder if I was right when I did what I did. Granted, I am very happy now, but I still wonder. I wonder would it might have been like. If you know who this is, and you feel the same way, give me a sign; give me a sign that Paulina wasn't lying. There was a post that you left once, the lyrics to Dispatch's "The General". I
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