attention
I love attention
I have this undeniable need for it
More so some times than others
And right now I'm craving it like a pregant woman craves pickles
...or...something
So, I've discovered that when I want attention and I don't get it, I tend to crawl into this hole of self-doubt
It is sad and immature, I know, but there it is
And once in this hole, I seem to work against getting out. I might be irritable or I might avoid people or i might refuse to apreciate the up-sides. And this sucks
Sucks, I say!
On a slightly unrelated note, I'm crushing.
Oh yes, my friends, I've done it again.
And this time it's just a little silly.
I mean, the semester is OVER. We're all going home for three months. What The Hell Am I Doing?!?!?!
I don't know
I don't know
But I see a possibility here, and I think it could be a lot of fun.
I suppose I'll just have to see come next Fall.
-love to all those who will take it
and a prayer to all those who will not-
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