ellipses-ridden

You are so handsome.

I am not destined to marry young, if I even decide to marry anyone at all. I have so much I want to do, not just accomplish, but just do, that at this point in my life, I can't even picture myself settling down in the least.

But even after not knowing you well at all and yet still wanting you for so long...I...dear god. There's so much about you that I like.

I think I'm beginning to annoy you. If you only knew the half of my weirdness...

I was at a point earlier when I didn't care what you thought of me, and was only thinking of myself, my own future--I really want to be a part of that project, and I really want a job, but so far everyone's gotten back to me but you. Goddammit--I hate when so many things are up in the air like this. Everything is always still at the same time, and then everything is thrown up in the air at the same time, and life expects me to juggle, or at least catch everything.

And then I was reminded of...there was that tug...that pulling sensation at my core...just...

You are so handsome. And take this any way you please--

but I think you would be so worth it.























Oh, don't mind me...I'm just...I'm just going to go listen to as many versions of "Creep" as I possibly can, now.
(Or not; I have an interview tomorrow.)