Please give me the answer.

I had anxiety tonight, I’m not sure why.

I want to get to know this girl, like without the nervousness and the uncomfortable(ness) and the rushing, I just want to sit down.

I think maybe that’s why, I felt so “nownownow” and running.

Phew, but now I can calm down, I’m home, I can sit back, and I played music tonight but it didn’t touch me, which for me says “somethings wrong”.

I’ll just, you know, you can read this if you want and make fun of me.

So I don’t know my feelings. I know I wasn’t hungry at all. I know she’s flirty with everyone.

She paid attention.

(These are my feelings.)

I wrote an essay about “magnolia” and I think it’s good so I’ll post it here after this.

I want to lose man-breasts. (Heather messaged me today. I guess she’s over, whatever it was she was on top of.)

I’m confused about my life, about direction and being tired.

About the Vespa.

I’m confused.

I’m a little chubby, self-loathing. (In this entry only.)

It’s like I burned my tongue and can’t taste a thing.