okay, i have the coolest sweater in the world.
ever. i got it at this vintage store, and it's rainbow-y!
i love love love it.
if a rainbow and a sweater had a lovechild, this would be it.
in other news, i'm super bored.
so, she spent 50 minutes stareing at my clevage Wednesday. AP world is the only class we have together.
then tonight, we were watching when harry met sally and i started crying. because harry says he loves that sally is the last thing he thinks about each night.
and she's the last thing i think about each night. and she doesn't get it. even when it's right in front of her.
once upon a time there was a girl.
a straight girl.
she was beautiful, and had me wrapped under a spell with her baby-blue eyes and her loving touches. she and i were very close friends, the "typical girl sleepovers" we had consisted of hours lying on top of each other with her tongue tracing over my fingers, and my hands running up and down her sides.
this is gross.
being attractive to men makes me feel gross.
so, this guy, called me. and said that i have a sexy voice. i was like... AWKWARD! and then he said i sounded like a phone sex person... wtf?
who the hell says that?
i want a woman, i want a woman to tell me i'm beautiful. i want someone who sees me inside and outside. i feel almost as if men can't do that.
well... it could have been worse.
but talking to you, it just made me love you even more.
I'm so frustrated. This is insane.
I'm not used to feeling so intently about someone, especially for so long. What I dont' understand, is that around guys, I'm perfect, completely charming. I know how to win them over. But with you, I have no clue. And it's sad, because you're the only one who's ever meant something to me.
i can see it. i can see it in her eyes. she loves me. and she doens't kow what to do.
tonight she almost kissed me. i could feel how badly she wanted to, i saw how close she came.
First- yes, she's hot.
completely, totally smoking hot.
yes,yes,yes. basically the epidemy of everything I want in a girl (physically)
she has the most gorgeous eyes i've even seen....
Here's a note from her:
I've been thinking, and it's simply ludicris, to have these interlocking bodies, and not to interlock.
I love you.
You would look beautiful in any position.
did you ever wonder why the night we slept while holding hands i stayed up those three extra hours?
sometimes i wonder what kept you up, after all, you're the one who pulled away.
So, I have this "STRAIGHT FRIEND"
said straight friend enjoys: hanging on me constantly, hugging me, cuddling with me, putting my fingers in her mouth, and when we're dancing, putting her hands lower... and lower... and lower...
it's just so frustrating! i mean nothing "serious" has happened, no making out or anything, but she is totally leading me on. or, maybe she does like me?
This was pretty much a mistake.
Falling in love with you, that is.
Falling in love...
that's not quite right,
more like "drowning in love."