There's always the 'but'...

Obviously, good news never lasts right?

Shit hit the fan due to my curiosity, now my mind is all over the place.

I wish I could say exactly what's on my mind, details included really, but I can't since I'm not ready to announce to the world how I feel. (Defeats the purpose of a blog, but anyways)

People say 'Just tell him.'
It's not that easy. No one really acknowledges the circumstances. They just say it. But you can't, it doesen't work that way. I wish it did, and that all would be good afterward.

I may be making a big deal out of a small thing, and all my friends are annoyed, but talking about this indirectly through here is not enough.
I need to talk to someone who will listen, understand and respond.

I know you don't want to see me hurt, bestfriend. I'm trying not to let all this get to me, but the more I wait it out, the more I feel for him.

People think I'm in love. I am not in love.
I've been in love once, and it was disgusting. Whoever thinks love is a beautiful thing, you've got it all wrong.

This is not necessarily disgusting, just uncomfortable. Basically a crush gone serious.
I need more than a little luck every so often to keep me happy. I thought this would last me a good two weeks, but the effects are already almost gone, and I'm back to the infamous zombie mode. Yay.


Mood: Uncomfortable and Uneasy.