I often wonder why people like me, that might sound like I’m really self pitying or something.
but I mean it, sometimes I can be a royal pain in the arse.
I’m having a constant argument with myself about wether I’m talking to much about myself and not paying enough attention to how everyone else is feeling.
or if I actually am caring enough and I’m just worrying for no reason.
but strangely, I seem to have managed to find someone who genuinely likes me… so much in fact, that he gave me a key to his flat and wants me to move in.
I find this really odd. and a bit scary, but in a good way.
I feel stupidly lucky to have found this person, as I never thought it would happen and I’m pretty sure my family didn’t think it would happen either.
anyway, babble blog over :)