What is wrong with me?
Why is it that when I solve one little problem, lots of new, equally important problems come up. Basically, there are a lot of things that I am worrying about and I shouldn’t be, because I know that these things will work themselves out. Basically, here are the problems that I can think of…
- Miranda will be in Lumby this weekend and Idaho the next weekend. This is terrible because I won’t be able to hang out with her but that doesn’t matter because …
- I kinda promised Miranda that I would give her space. I know that is her right as a human being but I truly care about her and she is my best friend and also…
- Will she ever love me like I love her? A question that may not be answered for a while.