I want this to be over. I want a decision to be made. I want to know for sure. Carissa is completely, totally and utterly right. And I know I've been a terrible friend to her, but I'll fix it. I will. Just as soon as I pull myself out of this mess, one way or another.
I know what I want.
I know what I should do.
I know what people want me to do.
I think I know what he wants.
I think I know what I am going to do.
Fuck all this being so complicated.
Boys suck.
Except Stuart. I didn't even know he was nice. I always just thought he was a pretty face that wanted me to do him. Who knew a boy like him could say the things he says :) He actually made my night on Friday night, and I barely spoke to him at all. I should really be nicer to the boy.
Rory came and watched my game today. I avoided him afterwards. I don't know why. It just didn't feel like a Rory speaking day.
I am a smart girl that does stupid things. I have amazing friends and family that want nothing but the best for me. And I have an ex-boyfriend that can't decide what he wants.
Figure your shit out Tor. Decide on something, and stick the fuck with it. I forbid you not to.