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Sunday, July 17, 2011
Screwed Up Thoughts =/
I am not sure where I stand. But then again, I am not even sure what I really want. So it's best for me NOT to find out. But still me being me I have this burning curiosity to know.

Sure, it might seem one way to others and to me also but it also could just be nothing to him. It could just be a casual thing. I mean he's being clingy and all that to me now but who knows to him I'm just another random girl he has no attachments to.

Right now I still haven't fallen so deep that thinking of him with another girl makes me jealous or what. But I might, soon. And the only way to prevent myself from falling is avoiding him.

I'm not sure who I am or what we are. Just a casual fling? And do I even want to know? Maybe if I find out he's not serious, I'll feel hurt? I don't really understand myself. And if he tells me he's serious, I might freak out? Yet right now I'm wondering and questioning every move and every thing that's happening.

What's wrong with me? So screwed up.

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