i can tell what you're doing.
actually i really can't and that is why i feel this way.
those things that you say, how i live for when the moments are good like that.
rarely they are. but just you saying them seems to make up for everything else that
you are saying to me. i don't get you, but at the same time i kind of do.
why would you ask me that
and make me look like and idiot for being honest.
"i don't know."
i just want to get this over with all ready, i'm ready for the next move.
i'm over this stage. really over it.
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