Not waiting, but wanting.

So I had a so-so day until I ate something, but just now I embarrassed myself by crossing: “the line”.

Bo called me a prick, and it wasn’t that bad, but I left where I was with my tail between my legs, I had gone too far to go back now.

Luckily, I found my Third Eye Blind CD today, I’ve really missed it, and it helped on the ride home. I know I did wrong, said wrong. I wish I weren’t always trying to make people laugh at how “wrong” I am. Or funny I think I am.