Almost messed THAT up.

Ara, I did it.
I messed up.

You know how when I say I like someone, I mean that I like who they are, I want to be friends with them, and I want their acceptance?
Well, I just told A that I like him, but not love-y, differently… and then he stopped replying. . . and I think I messed up very badly.

Shit. I don’t want to screw up that. He’s really cool. I like him….like, he’s great to talk to and stuff. I don’t want him to get mad at me over it.

Wait. He replied.

He doesn’t seeeeeeem to be ‘not okay’ so I guess it’s alright.
Whew. Thank the LARD (yes, Lard).

By the way, I’ve gotten better about calling myself a lard-ass and stupid/really dumb stuff like that. I still see myself as a whale of a person, but I don’t degrade myself nearly as much. I think that’s an improvement. Thank god.

That’s enough for the day, I guess.