It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.

Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.

Do you always think this much? It's just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.

I wish I knew. It might make me miss him more clearly. It might have made sad sense.

Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.

They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.

I know that I brought this all on myself. I know that I deserve this. I'd do anything not to be this way. I'd do anything to make it up to everyone. And to not have to see a psychiatrist, who explains to me about being "passive aggressive.