So, how gross.  I was out tonight, having fun with a couple friends, one of whom I like a bit, and one of whom, is just creepy and disgusting.  He keeps touching on this person I'm crushing on, which makes me like him less.  And still, i'm like ugh.  So, she might be a bit intoxicated, but that is no excuse for him to touch on her ( Read more... )

    So yeah,  I just broke up with him.  Yeah, I hate that I probably hurt his feelings.  But I can't, no matter how hard I try, think of him as more than a friend.  I can't force myself to be fake for someone else.  I'm tired of that shit, and I cant do it anymore.  I can't be fake, I have to be me ( Read more... )

    What a hectic post few days.  My mind has been going and going, and it's still going.  I do so hate it when I have when I have decisions to make, important decisions.  Or, when I find something out about myself , and have to process and come to terms with it.  I hate when, after finally making a decision, there are still some things nagging at ( Read more... )