The sadness thinking about it brings is often temporarily erased by the knowledge that I'll have you all in one place soon enough.

Suddenly, I feel okay.

I just miss the comfort right now!

I think there is a difference between complementing someone and just not being able to agree because of different views. XD

I miss you :(

Don't make me worry about this.

At least there have been no more dreams >.>

Patiently, I shall wait!

....

Ahem.

My dreams give me this weird sense of you being who you are in the dream and I don't like it because I don't foresee you ever striking up conversation with me on your own accord.

Huzzah, happiness for the end of relationships! xD

Ah, what a fine line.

I am unsure about what to do with this feeling. I suppose I'll just... Leave it alone.

I'm envious =.=

I really didn't believe that you wouldn't settle for anything less. It is a surprise to me that you haven't recovered - perhaps at all. That's a load off my shoulders, no need to worry about that anymore.

• I figured you'd be loving. XD
• Love me some free feeling.
• You are all a very enjoyable group of people.

I matter.

I have moved on, I think it is just that little "first" thing that will always cling to me. As it will with you.

Ahh!

I feel so confused!

It's all good, though. I get some sort of satisfaction out of avoidance even though you don't care.

Whyyyy?

Where is this feeling coming from? It is off-putting.

I'm scared. >_<

I think I like your end-of-school plan.. I should do that too. Satisfy my curiosities.

• Huh.
• You are nice.
• You are also nice.
• Space?
• Still a bit sad.
• Why am I so cold?

Ugghh!

Your face is lovely.

Not seeing it has been very good, though.

I do like you, do not get me wrong.

It irks me that I told you to have your own opinion, but your opinions on gender roles must be worked on a bit since I am a bit of a freedom fighter...

No worries, I will get over the fact that you don't want to be associated with me.

Some days..

I am just so proud of you!

I don't speak from a high level of expertise, but all the same that fact remains.

Note to self: I barely know you.

My heart rate over this matter concerns me. It puts me in that mood of desperation.. Must escape!

It is fascinating to me how fascinated I seem to be by you.

Sometimes nostalgia causes me physical pain. Ow!

Why are you doing this now? -.- You're too late. Sorry.

ALRIGHTTYYY. You, you need to start being... Good.