alrighttyyyyyy, wellll…………
im writing this little writeup thingy directed towards the person, even though they will probably 100% guaranteed NOT see this
well, i don’t know how to put it in words. i met you thanks to the law program, and im glad i did. you seem like such a free spirit, you have the greatest sense of humor, seem like you like to have lots of fun with your friends, really sweet, and i have to say you’re fucking gorgous. so, i kinda think i really really really like you. the problem ? you don’t talk to me. hell, if somebody came up to you and said “hey, do you know brian mcdevitt ?”, you would probably say no. and that like bothers me. like alot. i wanna talk to you so much it hurts sometimes, but im just to shy and awkward, and in the words of eminem, who you mentioned in class is your hero, “I act like shit don’t phase me, Inside it drives me crazy. My insecurities could eat me alive”. like, i don’t wanna screw up. so i wish you would talk to me first, as crazy as it seems. but sometimes i feel like you hate me, like you just feel like im just another creep in lps. but im really not, and i wish you would give me a chance. because im sick of hurting. like, i hear you talking with your friends during class (one being one of my new best friends), and i just wonder why that can’t be me…..and i get jealous when it shows up in my news feed on facebook or see in class you interacting or flirting with the other guys. and i don’t get jealous. i just wished you would give me a chance……but at this point, i don’t know if it’s worth trying anymore, because at this point i feel like anything i do will blow it, but i always have that slightest optimism in a pessimistic world…….
