- feelings i have for john
- the situation in general
- how desperate i am for friendship
- how im terrified of the therapist
- how the mornings and the nights are the worst
but you know, i haven’t been. I’m not good with words, they always come out sounding wrong.
sometimes its really great, but then i realize how much i look like a cow chewing cud.
chewing is not an attractive motion of the face.
my math teacher brought up how he came across my blog when he googled his name. I googled him in the summer.
THE STALKER HAS BEEN STALKED. I REPEAT. THE STALKER HAS BEEN STALKED.
a SEWING KIT.
i dont even have one of those.
sigh. oh mama kwan. at least i can stitch things up now i guess?