Why am I freaking out?

Why am I so angry? Why am I angry at myself? It’s raining outside. I want to let it rain on me. What’s going on?

This is good that this happened. It’s gone.

Sorry ’bout that, was going through some emotions about a girl? It’s really raining outside, and my roommate and I went out with our shirts off and walked around in the apartment parking lot.

(This is us afterward.)

It was weird, this girl was supposed to call me tonight and we were going to hang out, and I was watching a movie and missed her call, and when I called back she didn’t answer, and I just started going nuts, inside like my chest. It just reminded so much of how I reacted with Jenn Dean? I hate to say that.

Like, I don’t know what that is in me. It was coveting, I know. It was coveting, and jealous over

I don’t really want to think about it anymore. It’s good that it happened, though. Something I need to work on.

(My roommate has chest hair.)