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What would you do if I told you I started falling in love with you right away?

Do you love me like I love you?

Are you really happy with me or am I just something that works?

Are you ok?

Should I have to ask for a kiss?

God you’re hot…

My feet are cold

Do you think I look good in this?

Do you think I ought to just shut up?

Am I pissing you off?

Are you the “one”?

Is there such a thing as the “one”?

Why do you stay so far away?

Why won’t you tell me what you think or feel?

Why did you leave just after I told you that he raped me quite a few times, even when we were together?

Why didn’t you get angry?

If some man did that to you I’d probably end up in prison.

Do you mention me to your friends?

I talk about you all the time to my friends…

Why do you introduce me sometimes as your friend?

That drives me crazy- I didn’t go through all this hell of coming out just to be a friend.

My life keeps spinning around faster and faster and I feel as if I am caught in this whirlwind of constant chaos and it doesn’t stop it keeps spinning and spinning

What are your favorite things?

I don’t think I tell you enough how important you are too me

I am happy and want to be with you forever.

God sometimes I just look at you and I want to jump you.

It’s not so much about sex but this strong emotional thing

and this amazing trust I have in you.

I try not to focus too much on the future

I try to just be content in knowing I am happy with you right now

But I can’t help it

Why cant I remember how to multiply or do other math stuff?

Do I have a purpose in life?

Or am I bound to aimlessly wander this planet in search of something relentlessly pulling searching fighting only to realize that that something isn’t real or was in me the whole time and I wasted so many years

Am I weirding you out?

I dress up for you sometimes… I hope you notice.

Sometimes I think you don’t

And I feel silly and stupid

Am I sexy?

If so how?

Sometimes I feel sexy and confident

I feel like all I do is talk… shut me up some one

I used to believe in soul mates I guess still so I just am starting to think it’s not wise to marry them

I want to know you more but you seem so distant

I love trees- willows are my favorite.

I miss Seamus a lot.

I wonder if I am a good mom

Will Seamus grow up to be one of those kids that hate their parents?

I sometimes worry that someone will stay with me because of him and not because they are in love with me.

My memory is bad I keep forgetting things - that scares me.

I’ll shut up now, sorry…

Well you asked what I was thinking about….