February 2012
5 posts
BROOKE.
We need to have a Denny’s night soon.
I’m in love with one of my best friends.
YUP.
My life is text book teenager.
Gah.
I get picked on at work a lot because I have a crush on one of my best friends.
I get told, “Just tell him.” “You’re missing out on something great.” “He likes you back, you just can’t see it.”
But what people don’t get is, he DOESN’T feel that way about me. Which is why I’ve been trying to keep it hidden for the last, you know,...
I do have one person I talk to about everything with. And I do mean just about every insignificant detail. This person helps me analyze myself. Helps me see who I am from someone else’s eyes, but also gives advice and helps guide me to the right decision. It’s not even normal, me doing that. My incapability to express myself doesn’t really matter with them, because they can...
I don't even know how I feel anymore.
I can’t tell if I’m actually getting over you, or if I’m putting that wall back up to avoid getting hurt.
But today was fun, I just wish I could stop feeling so awkward around you and just not worry about I say around you.
Oh well. I did chill and act like myself again after a while.