In My Pantz

I hate being able to open up to complete strangers and counseling them. And as soon as my friend(someone that truly and honestly means a lot) needs advice or tells me something personal, I blank out, it becomes awkward I feel like I can’t say or do anything. Or my friend that really needs my help, I should know what to do. I hate that, I hate it so much because it shouldn’t be that way, it should be normal opening up to the ones I love. Friend, I’m sorry I’m a terrible person to talk to and I mean that from the bottom of my screwed up heart.

Today is Tuesday, the eleventh day of the year two thousand eleven. Today happens to have several ones in it and it just happens to be my first post. Haha.

All(zero) of you probably won’t hear from me periodically but when you do, expect the best.