you're my loving thing.
and i want you to know...
that i will always love you.
don't go girl..."
-please don't go girl (new kids on the block)
new kids on the block really knew how to get me to tear up. they were the original "emo" oh wait...i mean maurice starr really knew how to get me to tear up.
here i am in robinson. long after my last entry. sorry, sorry. i discovered pitas and i've run away with it. check it out: madflowr.pitas.com i update it every single day. i got to hang out with terence for almost one whole week. it was fucking great! he's almost like brad, but he likes boys! so he's even *more* fun than brad ever was. cos we can check out boys together. which is something i have determined that i really need to *stop* doing. christ on crutches. i mess myself up wondering whether + he'll + call or not. if he means what he says. etc. i don't want to have that pressure there anymore, hanging over my head and making my heart hurt. i don't want it anymore. i want to go to the movies with friends and not feel that ache; like there's something missing.
because i shouldn't feel that. i don't want to feel that way. but then i listen to new kids on the block and it all comes back again... gah.
i used to have a diaryland and this used to be there, but i decided to move all of my entries here.