In In such a mess.


Yes, I'm in sucha a mess. I'm currently waiting for a bus home & I'm gonna jot down how I feel. Maybe you may find me fickle minded but I really don't know what I want. This is why I really hated how I feel about you. Too much to handle. I'm afraid to lose you and yet, I'm afraid to want you in the first place. We both know its not gonna work out in the very end. I'm starting to depend on you and want more from ya. I should really stop, lsl. Yes I'm selfish. Maybe all these shouldn't have even happen. I miss you.