No Storybook Ending For This Fairytale Of You...

I keep having boring days. Aimee is telling me once again that she's wanting me to do sumthing. Maybe I should, I've told her on countless occasions that I've wanted to kiss her but why don't I? I think I'm scared to, I'm afraid it will weird her out and then she'll decide she doesn't want to see me anymore, I should really stop worrying. And I'm afraid she will get critisized for it because she's already given enough shit and I'd hate to be the one to give her more shit to deal with.

And every day that goes by I think more and more about Chris, and what we have. Sum parts of me want to just let go of it, because I don't really want to have nething with him other than him to be my fuck buddy but this part of me is screaming at me saying I should be thinking about it. But I don't want to fall in love with him, because love kills...I would know all about that *cough Joe*...Maybe what my mom tells me is true, and that I should be careful who I give my body to, but it's just him, for sum odd reason I feel he's special, and maybe just this once, I should let someone in instead of pulling all of my walls up and blocking everything out.