why. is the best question ever.
somehow i feel like we're gonna try again and it'll go to shit again.
but maybe with me in charge of it that time. or not.

got to talk to the prettiest girl finally last night.
other things are moving just a tad bit too fast.
feel a little bit trapped and scared. but we'll talk and it'll be okey.
and i sure as hell hope mr G don't get any ideas.
cause then i'll have to kick his ass.