I saw him standing there, heart on his sleeve and tears in his eyes. He came to me, his best friend and said he was fine. I who watched her cheat, would be his shoulder. I who loved him so deeply, would stay invisible, his best friend.

Some people just give off that seriously creepy feeling that makes the hairs on your neck stand up on end, shrivel up, and then fall off.

"You can't date him, you're too different. Like two opposing sides of a coin."

"But the sides of the coin can't exist without the other. Without one or the other you couldn't have a coin."

Sometimes. Correction, all the time. I mess up. It's usually stupid things that don't matter to anyone else but me. Until I get them in the mess too..

"Falling in love." Why is it called that? I mean, I've fallen on the street, off a swing, even off a really big wall, but not love. As far as I can tell, I'm still lying on my bed without a wound to prove I tripped over anything.

The emotions that come with a slap to the face hurt far worse than the actual contact.

-Things to do today-

1. Wake up ~~ check
2. Check the clock ~~ check
3. Facepalm that you're late ~~ check
3. Create this stupid checklist to make you laugh later ~~ check
4. Miss work and go back to sleep ~~~~

I stumble over my words, over my feet, and trip over nothing the moment you are anywhere near me. And when I hear your voice I can't speak and when I stumble or trip, I actually fall..

I tend to find many things mentally hilarious. Such as when he, the one who I always teased and whom hated me, came through the door and professed his undying love for me. When I always thought it was I who loved him. The irony of it all.

I don't know why, but when people continuously say the word 'like' in the middle of all their sentences it really gets me. Sometimes it's so bad that I want to lean over and punch them in the forehead. You know?