I can't make up my mind.
I like being a girl,
Then I hate it.
I like women,
Then I doubt myself.
I love you!
...Or is it just the affection I felt for you, in the six years of friendship before our relationship grew?
I don't want to move on in life!
But I want a job, a house, I want to marry my girlfriend...
I didn't want to meet my father, whom left when I was an infant.
Then he died, and I crave to know if he loved me, to hear it from HIM.
I didn't want to move,
But if I didn't I wouldn't have met her...
I life in confusion.
I can't tell anger and sadness apart any more.