Hi, you’re adorable.
This just has to be on my blog. Sorry I’m not sorry for all this James Franco sexiness.
You just kill me sometimes
All this free time has pushed me to do some introspection, AKA THINKING OF ALL THE FEELS. And, honestly, I don’t like it a single bit.
People naturally fall into routine. And if you take away something that you’ve gotten me used to, that just messes my ontological security.
My point is, I just wish that we didn’t get this little thing started if it’s headed nowhere.
I’ve been over thinking. It’s just that it’s my first time having all these feelings for a single person. And I guess all I want from him is a tiny bit of reassurance. But then, I don’t think he can give that to me because he’s not so sure himself.
There’s this Thought Catalog article that I’ve read too many times and it’s kind of pathetic how much I can relate to it because I’ve recently regarded TC to be this bin where human emotion and expectation are exaggerated and idealized and fed to lonely Internet users. But this article just hits me hard.
[You just kill me sometimes. You really do.]