If anybody were to ask me, I "fucking hate" you. But sometimes it almost seems like I feel the opposite, and other times you're just a goof ball I know. It goes without saying that we're "compatible," but maybe not in that way. Inevitably, I have far too many affections on my plate already without your meddling, so please catch somebody else by the heart or the throat.
The complete inconsistency of what's on my mind tends to wear me away. I don't know what to write about, really, so I just type whatever crap jumps into my head or heart or hands. Since I slept all day, I will lie awake all night, and I think that's okay with me, because I have a lot of things to sort out.
Often times I'm afraid of who I am going to turn out to be. I guess that's all I have to say.
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