I LOVE YOU, MAN
I have a bad feeling. I don't want to do anything. I just really want to spend the days in my room. The only thing that made me better was Angel. Just hanging around not doing anything. My best friends, where did they go? I know a thousand of people before me have realised this about themselves. And I am not the only one. I guess. It's over. I really don't want it to be like that. And now the only person making me feel better is far, far away. Well, not really. But I won't see him for many months. Hey. The rest of you. Don't think that I don't appreciate your company. I really do, and I love all of my friends to the moon and back. But being around Angel makes me kind of forget people around me and it feels like being weird as fuck is the most normal thing in the world. I don't have any problem with dancing in front of resturants. And by dancing I mean trying to teach-isj Angel to dance paraguayan polka.
Or sin in a tiny pub and play air guitar and stuff like that. Everything feels so natural, and the best thing is that I can myself 110% around him.
We have skypedates were no one talks, he just plays guitar or play some game, and I just surf on the internett, or like now, blog instead. We can be quite and it wont be awkward.
I know, it sounds like I'm in love, but I do love him. I am so glad for all the coincidences or faith if you want that led us together that one day at the meating for the schools class reps.
Man, I love you!