We mey at camp. I was surprised he liked me, all I was, was myself. He was funny and strong. Very nice and sensitive. The problem wasnt him it was me I wouldnt let him kiss me. Im too prude. I wish I wasnt. Now that I think about it hes too good for me. Im tired of liking guys I cant have. It hurts everyday. No matter what he is always on my mind. He was great he made me laugh. And not my oh so funny laugh like a genuine laugh. Thats hard too get out of me. At time I think I love him. But how do you love a guy you only knew for a day? I honestly think through everything I have gone through love is not real. Love is just caring. I care about a lot of people. My bestfriends, guys and girls, friends,enemys, haters. Everyone. Love is not real it is caring. Life is what keeps me going. not love.
Posting this for future reference
my. god. I NEED TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW.
I immediately want to do this.
just think about sleeping in this :o