This Blog Is Raw Because This Blog Is Me.

I don't know why I write some of these things in here that can get me in trouble, but I do it anyway.

Actually, I lie. I know why I write them. Because it's the purpose of this blog to get all of you who actually pay attention to it to know who I am. So I do/say things that may be wrong. Eh, it happens. This just in: I am not God. I am me.

Shocker, I know.

But anyway, for the past 2 nights in a row, I've had dreams about Mr. Screw-Me-Over-1. I hope you don't know who you are, because this would just be creepy then, but I'm sure you're smart enough to figure it out. Oh well. Anyway, they're weirding me out. I don't know why you've been on my mind so much lately, but it's not necessarily a good thing, especially considering current situations and my state of mind. But in all honesty, I've always wondered what would happen if another chance with you came around. From the start of the ending of it all, I hated the fact of leaving things the way they were: so close to something good, just at the wrong time. I HATED the fact that I wouldn't know if it all could have worked out and been awesome and what not.

Oh well. Everything happens for a reason. If you know me, you know I live by that mantra. But I still don't know why that all happend with you. Maybe it was to prepare me for the next person after you that did pretty much the same exact thing to me as you did? Probably not. That wouldn't make much sense now that I think of it. I'll figure it out eventually. But for now, please stay out of my dreams, k? They're supposed to be preserved for someone else.

Someone else that I miss and I wanted to see a lot of this month.
Hey, I saw a shooting star tonight. And as cheesy as it sounds, I was thinking about how I wanted to see you when I saw it fall. Today, I realized that it's like you're the one that moved away instead of me. I don't think that should be the case.