disgusting
please don't read this if i know you, and your name starts with L.
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have i finally adjusted into this blog enough to use it as a diary? i just have too much on my mind these days. it's been 5 years now since I've confessed, gotten rejected. i tried. to forget. i think it doesn't help that you've become my best friend. lately the feelings drown me in waves and im overwhelmed even as nothing happens, nothing changes. it feels.... so helpless. and it's stupid of me to say but I'm starting to become acclimated to the pain. its familiar, goes hand in hand with my feelings for you. i want to be yours, even if you're not mine. i already am.