Some random pestering me with all these personal questions. Well, not really personal. But. Yeah. Hopefully I scared them off? Probably not though.

In all the right places.

Like, as in what do I find that attracts me to guys in general or what factors do I find attractive?

I don't know. Nice collarbones and dimples?

.

Like you even cared what I thought, like anyone was ever interested, when I'm just a pixelated mess of confusion sweeping over everyone, and people and you and I are all just pieces of total white blanks, and why should I have even bothered answering, what right do you have to an answer, fuck you fuck you fuck you.

Don't come here again or I will rip your fucking life apart.

A little late, but yes.

Lies.

When words turn shitty and I don't know what to do, I use spellcheck (Y)

I've never told anyone that I loved them and meant it.

And it's raining as well. This is just too much.

Why did you have to leave so soon ;_; Also, it turns out that, embarrassingly for someone as sharp and quick-witted and intelligent and I'm-just-going-to-stop-it-with-the-self-flattery-here-now-because-I-have-security-issues-but-I-digress as myself, I actually got the date wrong and I came back on the 26th. Hurdur......I am an idiot. Um. ANYWAY, I am good. Because it's raining! And I like rain. (not a good conversationalist)

I'm surprised that you even bothered looking at it.

I think I know nothing and that I let it cloud my judgment. I think. I don't think.

But thank you.

NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU. Also, this is two weeks late, again sdofigjsodifjgsodfjg. But yeah, I'm in NZ right now, and won't be back until 27th :(

Probably not.

What the actual fuck, no, who said that, what even, I don't, wait what.

What.

Circumstances have changed now. I will be.

I wish I would stop being.

So.

Um. Thank you. Although I am a bit confused as to what decisions I am supposed to be choosing from.

Faith and failure both begin with the same letters and, better yet, they share assonance.