wait an hour the mood will change
2002-10-31
I told him he was right. He said he knew. I hate that.
I am thoroughly and completely unsettled. I'm worried that this is a waste. Yet I don't know what else to do. I was happy. Now i'm just worried. I feel like I need to stay. I want to, but I have no desire to feel fucked over when everything blows up in my face.
Is a little bit of peace and security really too much to ask for?
Sometimes I think I live with the two most insane people on the planet.
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