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Shawn is right.....
I am a bastard. A cold-hearted, unfeeling bastard.
But I can't help but to feel this way. He touches me and I feel as if my insides will explode......
Suddenly, its not about the sex anymore.
When I'm around him.....I feel loved. And it drives me crazy when he messes around on me, flirting and scheming. I do the drugs and get drunk with him so he wouldn't see me as boring. Most of the time, all I want to do is read my chemistry books, and play with my bombs. So I'm not really much of a people person........
But I have no problem being social with him.
Damnit.........
I'm going fucking crazy.