nosy, paranoid, feeler that he is

Okay... so I probably went overly dramatic these past few days. I'm really starting to think July is a cursed month. I am tired of blaming everything on the hormones. I am not using it as an excuse this time.

I'm reflecting on the slight mishaps that happened this week. I am silently scolding myself for trying to be too hard when I only needed to be strong.

Months ago, I would've probably punished myself for feeling this way... you know, in total abandon of what everyone might think about me loving him this way... but now, I simply do not care. I am not dealing with maybe's here... because what I just wrote is real. I keep on saying I do not play around, so that's the fact that everyone around me has to face.

I guess I got too consumed with the cynical way of thinking that some of my trusted friends have. Somehow it got to me... and I let it get the best of me. A foolish mistake I am vehemently avoiding from now on.

I am changing... in a funny way that I never expected.

All because of the nosy, paranoid, feeler person that he is.

I'm so lovin' it. :)