here is that blog post, that i told you about earlier.
well a lot has happened, the past few months. i actually liked a boy? would you like to know where that went? no where. looking back i felt used & treated absolutely terrible. the whole situation just made me so anxious to graduate, & move away. TO MEET NEW PEOPLE.
the hard part about the situation is, i like him. i have a feeling the only reason i still do is because he has been the first good guy, since the missionary. & maybe just maybe i thought i could move on. i see the boy constantly, & every time i do, my stomach starts to hurt. if you're a girl, you know exactly what feeling i'm talking about. i do wish they had medicine for that.
its only gotten worse the past couple of days.
finding out things, that really do hurt. but you have to play it off, like you care more about a stupid tree on the side of the road. i hate acting. don't you ever wonder if people knew exactly who you were & realized how crazy you were, if they would still talk to you?
(thought from perks of being a wall flower)
so to be blunt....i like(d) a boy.
isn't a mutual feeling.
i wish it was.