I never want to wonder things that may not be true.
I never want to assume things that may not even involve myself.
I never want to raise expectations.
But I do.
I do.
I do.

AND FUCK FOR IT.
Because I don't want to end up like the last person I turned down. I don't want to be in that same situation where he would just want to be friends and I didn't! I feel really bad about the boy I did that to.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck.


P.S. Guys, aren't you proud of me? I posted art lately, yaaaay.


Edit: YO THE WORLD IS ENDING. I WORK WOKE (see how tired I am? And how unhappy I am because I have to work today?) UP AT 8:30 TODAY. WHAT THE HEEEELLL.