Badly written boy.

I wanted my CD’s back from Tess and it’s like in a conversation when you’re talking, or an argument where you’re telling someone something and they’re trying to piss you off so they just ignore that you’re speaking, that how I feel about her, not that we’re in an argument, or that we actually know each other enough to even think of fighting, but it’s like I’m talking and she is looking above my head. (Like directly above it. Purposely.)

Anyway, I figured out why I wanted my CD’s back so much. I think it’s because I just want to get rid of the embarrassment I feel about her. I mean I was in my car driving yelling “I just want my fucking CD’s back!” hitting my wheel, it’s pathetic (and I yelled that too) but you can’t control how you feel (well I can’t) until I figure out why.

And I did. (It’s my biggest soft spot, embarrasement.)

Log in to write a note
October 8, 2004

My biggest soft spot is my eyeball … you could pop it with a piece of pasta. —

hope you got them back. your location and entry title amuse me and therefore you rock. good luck, girls tend to suck.