currently listening to: "just you" by james marshall
the situation with the boy i like has gotten gelatinously sticky (in terms of complexity - sadly, not literally). i found out something - HE DID NOT TELL ME and i have no idea whether he knows i know or not - that throws a giant llama-sized wrench into the whole deal. but he persists in treating me like he has been treating me. tonight he blocked out a list of all the stuff he wants to give me.
he just pushes all these buttons.
why make this stuff for me? why show me that horizon?