I always seem to find a way to take a potentially bad situation and make it worse.
She's mad at me. I can't say I blame her really.
For what it's worth, I wish I could sayI'm sorry for the way I feel...but I can't help the way I feel...
It's like, everytime we finally get to talking, I go and screw it up. Why? I don't know...
Damn it...I don't know what to do or what's going to happen.
I care too much, I guess that's it. I, however, am NOT sorry for who I am. I would rather be someone who cares too much for others than not at all.
I'm a caring person, and yes, I love too easily, but I am proud of the fact that I can easily love others, when there are those out there ( I won't mention any names) who can't seem to love at all...
I'm taking a nap now...maybe I'll find the answers in my dreams...