the last few days have been mixed.
friday was a lovely lovely day.
we went to falkirk, and it was a really nice day i will remember for a long time...holding your hand in the sun, walking aimlessly through a french market, feeling that only me and you mattered.
and sex outside. im shocked at myself.
but i like it.
then pool was funfunfun. i enjoyed drinking and poppers with you.
your such a tease sometimes.
but then when i came to say goodbye at night, i could not find you.
people told you were with marc. i was worried.
i found you in little random area, behind fences, and saw you on top of marc.
i was so sad, and just ran home without even thinking or looking properly.
i now feel a tit when i accused you. again.
im such a bad person for that.
im not sure how you love me sometimes.
i do trust you, i do.
then i was reading through your bebo comments, and there was definite flirtage from nixon and stuff, and i feel so protective, even when i know for a fact, you only like me.
thats why i cant sleep at nights i think.
i feel like such a bad person half the time, cause i cant trust you.
and you could trust me, but i decided to destroy by doing something stupid.
on that note, i have not spoken to kim since thursday, when i last told you.
seems odd i dont feel like talking to her, although i feel bad for ignoring her now.
seeing as you are trying to be her friend again, maybe i should at lesat say sorry for picking you instead of her. probally wont just now. let things simmer.
i feel fuzzy again for you.
i dont know if its love.
but its been a while since i have wanted to see you this much.
the last time i felt this was when i was first in love with you
AND YES! i was in love with you, even if you dont believe me.
i think im falling again.
i hope you still love me.
worried about recording on thursday a wee bit.
got to record in layers which will be tough.
had a rubbish band practice last night.
sigh.
got paid, but 200 quid of that is going to bulgarian money on tuesday
xxx