crush chronicles...

i decided to join a blog group @ romanticrhetoric.blogspot.com
that should be interesting...
to say the least.
the whole crush i was referring is dwindling.
which is actually a good thing.
i really don't like the idea of someone having the ability to hurt my feelings & all the shit that comes along with a relationship.
but i wanted him to be special.
lmao.
what a soft ass statement.
if i ever do it again...
shoot me.
you have my permission.

but chea...
life's great...
if not a bit boring as fuck...

today begins... something.

"she said she needs more than a friend that's all i've ever been"

i haven't had truly liked anybody in a long time.
this shit is so new for me.
i am trying to adjust, but that whole "wonder if he's thinking about me too" thing is the worst.
then comes the whole "i wanna talk to you, but i don't wanna be a bother" shit.
it's all hard.
but he has been able to bring me much more out of my shell than anyone i've dealt w/ in a while.
and i'm not looking for someone to BE with, but i really like this one.
he's an artist, too, which i find really cool.
i get butterflies.
and say embarrassing shit...
i feel like hitch (w/ will smith) when i am around this guy.
i normally have all the right words to say.
know how not to call or text and shit.
but w/ this one, i don't...
fuckin weird.
.
.
.
now.
i didn't come on this shit to start a damn journal...
so yeah...
ignore this post
:)
i was just tired of having this site w/ nothing on it...

peace.