April 30, 2008
I'm the same with them but you it's different
Why do I always have to fix things? Why do I have to crawl back and apologize? Sometimes I just wish that I was the one waiting instead of vice versa. That I didn't look like the one at fault. This is exactly why in high school and growing I kept my feelings to myself. Why I pushed them away. Because when people talk to me about them, I feel stupid for having them. Like I have some kind of unstable defect that needs fixing.
Why do I have to make the first move? Or why aren't other people's "first move" a little bigger?
But I guess I have to do it. This is where I need to kick pride in the butt.
scullerymaid at 1:03 a.m.