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Well shit. If i could take that conversation we had last night back. I would..I let my stupid feelings get the best of me while we were talking. If I didn’t suggest to play that stupid game none of this would have happened. I’m sorry if I acted “awkward” towards you today. Well until after school where I actually tried to talk to you, but you were acting awkward too. I hope we can actually fix this friendship we had. Ugh. Prom is about to be awkward as fuck, if we don’t fix this..

Ha.

Fuck it. 


Ha.

Fuck. I ended up letting my feelings take control of brain while talking to you. Why? I’m kind of pissed at myself because I read all those signs you gave me the wrong way. What the fuck. I need to read girls better. Idhcnsneickskspk

I really enjoy talking to you. I’m actually glad you ending up getting my number from a mutual friend.

Why.

Some days I actually think we have mutual feelings for each other, but other times I feel like we don’t. Maybe I should just be straight up with you.

I’m tired of folklore practices every fucking day. 

Damn.

That relieved me so much when I did it. It felt so good.

Fuck it.

No one knows what I really feel inside. Not even my closest friends know about this. I absolutely hate talking about my feelings in this load of bullshit. I usually keep my negative thoughts suppressed in my mind, but lately these thoughts have been getting bigger. So big that it has even outweighed the positive thoughts in my mind. 

  • I don’t even care if I die right now. I doubt anyone would miss me besides my family. My friends would probably just shrug it off.
  • Ever since I asked you, I feel like you just said yes because you pitied me. You probably thought I would of been crushed if you said No straight up. I would of been fine if you said no. Its not like I fit your standards of a good-looking guy or other bullshit like that because I don’t. 
  • I have no purpose in life.
  • I have no talents.

I need to get rid of these thoughts as fast as I can. I kept these negative shit suppressed for years. The only reason I actually am typing about this is to release these thoughts, and hopefully it’ll be gone. 

Holy shit.

I can’t concentrate on Homework. Fuck School. Fuck Homework.

That 300 point project I aced should balance out these zeros I’m about to take tomorrow.

On the bright side though, She said yes. Haha.