DoRKeTTe

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2001-06-18 00:40:04 (UTC)

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Emotion: Nervous/Afraid/Worried
Diary Log: #7
Reality Check: I'M ***NOT*** PRETTY TIMMY!
Prior Entry: What's the Point of Living if There's Nothing
to Live For?
Thinking Of: I can't believe I actually told Timmy I love
him
Whoç—´ online: Katie, Sarah, Lindsay, Teresa, Paula, and two
other people(forgot their names :x)
Word of the Day: Fear (fir) n. 1. anxiety caused by real or
possible danger, pain, etc.; fright 2. awe; reverence 3.
apprehension; concern 4. a cause for fear --vt., vi. 1. to
be afraid (of) 2. to be in awe (of) 3 to expect with
misgiving --fear'less adj. --fear'less-ly adv.

I haven't written in a little while cuz 1. I didn't feel
like it 2. I went to my gramma's 3. I'd rather talk to my
guys than write in my diary . When I came home from my
gramma's(I stayed there for 2 nights) I wrote Timmy an e-
mail saying that I love him but I don't think I should
because I'm afraid to. I'm afraid that he'll stop liking
me, or we'll lose touch, or he'll get a girl, or something
will happen so that I'll get hurt. I'm afraid of love, I'm
afraid I'll be hurt. Timmy said he loves me too, but it
scares me and it worries me. I don't even tell my parents I
love them so this really makes me worry. That's all I have
to say...bye.




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