so i finally got some time to write an enrty...ut i dont know ho w good of an i dea it is bcause im drunk...nnot too drunk, but drunk enought that my hands dont want to cooperate...i met a guy...a guy i actually, truly like, im just waiting for something to go wrong though...he seems so perfect..e.ven carla said so...we tossed around the idea of him being gay...but he just doesn't seem it...but you never know...he swears up and down that hes not married and that he doesnt have a girlfriend...so im searching for something wrong with him...maybe im searchig for a reason to run...to get as far away as i can from happiness...so i can live my psychotic life in peace and not have to worry about someone trying to get to know me or invading my space...i iknow its selfish...but aren't we all, even if just a little?