I often wonder if I love him. I mean I think I do, I'll probably say yes if you'd ask me but... do I?
I often wonder if it would be best to just get away for a while, grab a book and get the fuck out of here. Read something good for a while and just leave this shit hole world I live in...at least for a while. I asked my God to take care of me, he will... I just need to wait. Might as well make it good.
Why am I here anyway?! Oh! Because I think I love him.... Fuck that I'm out!