Connected with someone on more levels than I can express through an anonymous blogging medium. And I just keep fucking myself over. "Oh, you're overreacting! You're such a great person! Beat of luck" Is all I'm hearing from my friends...

But how I know I messed things up? Because of my dream last night. WAY too symbolic for my tastes...

The person I like was sitting in a field of daisies, curled into a ball crying. And I was compelled there by some unknown force, by what Huey Lewis & The News would call "The Power of Love."
I approached this person, put my hand on their shoulder and the person looked at me with tears streaming down their face. The person turned toward me, and revealed to be clenching a knife.
But as soon as I saw it, I talked her out of attacking me, and giving me the knife. At which point the knife was in my possession.
There was something almost hypnotizing about the knife. I then looked the person in the eyes, with years running down my face as well as theirs, and said: "It's going to be all right."
I trusted the knife into my own heart, and I can still remember the pain I felt.
I stumbled backward onto the ground, the person came to my side and was freaking out, and was trying to save me.
The person's rose-tinted eyes colored my sorrows a shade of wine.
I just looked at the person and said: "It's okay, this had to happen for you to find happiness. I lov you, and I'm sorry I've cause you so much pain and duress. I just wanted to be for you, what you are for me."
She pulled the knife out, and in an almost ironic way, said one of my favorite lines of music: "It's only falling in love because you hit the ground."

Everything started to fade away, and I woke up with a gasp, and my hand clenching my heart.

Relationships never die a natural death. They are
always murdered by Attitude, Behavior, Ego, Hidden Benefits or
Ignorance.

My biggest fear is that you sit around worrying about me: "I hope she's okay...She's probably lost without me." But I hope you're not worrying about me. Because I'm doing fucking fantastic without your sorry ass. :) #singlelady

This year's frehsmen look a little too young... are you guys sure they are all 18??

I'm so afraid of getting hurt that part of me just wants him to tell me I'm friend zoned, even though I really like him. Fear of manipulation sucks.

Sometimes I feel like people are dumb when it comes to love.

I gave in to temptation and cheated. Now the person I cheated with is no longer interested in me. Karma is a bitch. But I guess I can't really be upset about it, I got myself into this situation. Lesson: actions ALWAYS have consequences.

There's an umpire for the softball team that I nicknamed "Cumpire" because I heard she slept with half the football team, majority of the teams in intramural softball, and still had some on the regular....bitch? Yes, I am...guilty, not really