01 February 2009
(I am sorry, this might offend you, embarass you, or piss you off, as much as the others have, so don't read it if you just wish you haven't)
You could have told me to shut-up, I mean really tell me, actually tell me, say it in words, but you just had to do that, that, you know what that is. Now I can't shut-up, now I just have to keep writing until somebody cuts my fingers of.
Does it offend you that somebody likes you? Does it offend you that I am not courageous enough to tell you that I like you, I like you so much I might actually love you but refuse to say so just because I don't know what it means to love? Then you could've PMed me or something, IMed me or something, slapped me in the face or something like that! You just took the words out of the air, please just slap me instead.
I know I don't exactly have to right to say anything about not directly saying what's meant to say, I haven't told you anything, never mentioned nothing, and when I finally tried to say something a little bit closer to it than what I've done, now I don't know if I pissed you off or if you don't want others to know about it then I start thinking what's the point of me doing all this? I'm not confident enough to say it to you in person and I admit that and I'm too stupid not to put it in my blog because this damn thing is the only thing that I can pretend actually listens to me when I rant like this.
Now I can't even go on ranting like this, I like you too much to rant any more than I already have, I am sorry, but next time I see you, I will have to quit shutting up my blood, I can't live like this anymore.
