I'm not depressed.
But I'd sure like to talk to you.
I like people who are honest with me.
Completely and totally.
In order to have my trust, you have to be honest.
Explains why I don't talk to many people.
God? He definitely has my full trust.
The boy? With him it was instant. There was no question.
Stitches? He did. I don't know where it stands anymore.
And you? I do. But I'd never have the courage to call you.


Please, don't treat me like a little girl. I'm not the one messing up my life completely, and then trying to shove my truths on everyone else. I can handle myself. I always have.
Grow up.

I don't open up to people, because of people like you.