June 24, 2014
It’s taken me forever to write about this. I’ve acknowledged it in my mind but I need a physical version of it.
Love is unconditional.
Every “relationship” I’ve had has been unsuccessful because I didn’t take the time to thoroughly get to know the person, and see if they would still like me after that long of time.
When I met him, I thought he didn’t really care about anything. He was strange. This kid doesn’t say much. I feel uncomfortable being around him.
He’s texting to me now? He must be the kind of guy that doesn’t have to balls to start talking to me in real