Talk is cheap

Just because you say you care, doesn't mean you actually do..

Is it bad

that I've been thinking about you a lot lately?
I know that I shouldn't be but I can't help it.
I can't stop having these little visions of what things would be like if we didn't end up how we did.
I don't even want to say anything because how dumb would I look if you didn't feel at all the same?
I know I deserve better and you even said so yourself but I don't know there's something about you. I don't know I don't know.
Ugh, whatever, pushing this to the back of my mind like always.

Because public blogging is always safe right?

Things are good.
Really really good.
Me and Viv took 2.5 classes today at the gym.
We're hungry for mooooar!
I think we're going to get into shape in no time!
It's so nice and motivational to have a friend doing this with me.

Oh and I fucking hate my print class.
Fuck that.

Other than that, life's gooooood :)

mine

I feel completely comfortable.
With others, I feel slightly less so.
Don't try to turn my comfort into something else.
Don't try to make my comfort, yours.
It's not yours.
Sorry, you can't always be in your element.
I need to be in my element at least once a week.
Do you mind?