this one person.

i'm probably the worst at taking hints, signs.
i understand that we are good friends, but is there more?!

my feelings seem to grow day after day, smile after smile.
but when you read into a situation all wrong, that makes the rejection, all that worse.

paralyzing fear of rejection turns into a fear to act.
failure to act, results in loss.

this girl has won over my heart. plain and simple.

i tried to write this in a better way.

fuck loneliness.
when those around you are happy, it's the hardest to stay optimistic.

Downtown, Charleston

I love downtown, for so many reasons.
it provides constant entertainment, even if i can't go to bars.

You can always laugh at drunk girls getting drug home, by guys who weigh at least 50 pounds less than them.
Enjoy the stumbling girls, walking around bare foot.
Check out the old ass churches, and look for ghosts.
Re-Visit the site of the triumvirate's previous escapade.
Yell in Tagalog at a group of random Filipino's chillin by the Battery.
Watch as people go by, STARRRRING at your hat.
Chill on a bench, explaining the difference between Ass-Types."
Chat it up with a drunk Navy guy, who had sunglasses on, at 1 in the morning.
or you could always walk, 2.5 or so miles to get Nathan's car, which got towed, and get a Police Car escort to take us safely through the "Ghetto".
good times.