victormakesart | (no subject)

I don't want to be someone's Project.

I don't like being analyzed.

I was in tears yesterday because I was so flustered with someone because sometimes I don't have a reason. And saying that isn't giving up. When I search for reasons, sometimes I reach blank spots. Maybe the reason is there. But if I can't find it then, I should wait for it to show up. I'm not giving up. I don't give up. And pushing me isn't helping. I respect the hell out of the person involved, but it didn't help. God, he'd love the Nexus, though. I should make him visit...

I don't like it when people treat me like I'm ignorant. Like I hadn't thought of certain options. I'm decently educated in psychology. I know I'm odd-strange. And people aren't likely to tell me something that I could try that I haven't already considered in some fashion. I know he didn't mean to imply that I was, but he did. And that bothered me.

Something that makes me happy:
G: HI SIS!!!!!!!
me: HI JOEY!!!!!
G: I miss u and i love u so much!
me: I'll see you soon!
G: I have a party so i might not see u till tomarrow
6:41 AM
me: Have fun at your party. Is it a b-day party?
G: Yeah Eddie Joe's Sleep over
me: Cool. Have fun!
6:42 AM
G: OK I LOVE U C YA
me: LOVE YOU!
6:43 AM
G: Bye See you soon
me: Bye!
See you soon!