And sometimes you *still* feel like a nut.
Tired of thinking. Tired of talking. Truthfully, I just want to feel comfortable and safe, in my own mind more than anything.
I hung out with Laura for about twenty blissful minutes today. Tonight, I watched a silly girlie movie which I took way too much enjoyment in. Talked to Monica about eight times (because our phones kept cutting each other off)...attempting to discuss getting to D&J's party. Talked to Rachel about a crush she has. Things actually look good there, yay! Oh, and I talked to my cats.
I think I liked my conversation with the cats the best.
Wait...who's a nut?
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