52+6=?

So what can i say?


I have been stuck between what is right and what i want before. It's not easy to make that choice. I did though. It really wasn't MY place to say or do anything, but i couldn't ask him... so i did what i thought was best. I could hear it in his voice... I might as well of smacked him, or kicked him in the gut. Maybe because he knew better, cause he knew it was his fault.

I know i was right but this whole thing has only agrivated my paranoia. OK so things are better, sure. But i still fight the doubt in my mind every day. The uncertainties... the what-ifs.


I have time... I wont rush into things... i refuse to. i cant.


I wish my heart would just wait for me.

60 weeks

Why do i get myself into bad situations?

Why do i trust so easily.

Why don't i listen to the voice that says "if its too good to be true, it probably is"


Why can't life be easier. Its not like i want it to be without any problems or complications, just fewer.



Why is it so wrong to want to be loved?



What you don't know CAN hurt you.... espcially when the unknown is a why.