Weakie Pants

Again being my wimpy and worthless self.

I just hate the feeling of losing control of my feelings. Does that even make sense? When your heart decided to detach itself from your better judgement and you're left feeling powerless. Holy crap this is so cheesy someone might be able to make a Quesadilla just by looking at it. (Bad jokes, classic Lindy) But whatever, I am a girl. I am allowed one or two sob story every now and then.

After the messy debacle I ended up talking about it  and yet I haven't had any  clear answer. Up until now. One thing I do know is that: I am slowly falling.