Well, I haven't really been this shy/nervous in such a long time.
I got over it, talked, opened up a little more than I probably should have.
Oh well, I'll deal with it, I don't think she'll stab me in the back, at least I hope.
Ummmm, let's seee.
My mother thinks I'm depressed, lmfao.
Whatever, she doesnt know shit about me.
Really though, I think someday my being so open will be the death of me.
I mean, look at what I told her today, am I really gonna start off trusting her that much?
Maybe I should make her earn my trust, maybe I should make everyone re-earn my trust.
My mistake, too bad. I trust people too easily, and that's kind of a good thing I guess.
But on the other hand I could easily be stabbed in the back.
But also, I can tell if you're fake and so therefore I really won't tell you much.
Today was fairly good actually, maybe I just needed my old friends back.
I think that's really all I've needed the past couple months.
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