I’m 23, and still sneaking out of th… did we already do this?

It happened again, today (read: tonight), me and the guy from Bristow left to eat a Whataburger. The only difference is that my sister wasn’t here to dispense advice, and instead of Tulsa we went to Sulpapa and we went inside instead of the drive though. But it was pretty much the same, he was awesome, I was a little more interesting then the dead dog we passed on the road. Even though Sulpapa is closer to Bristow, it took us about 2 1/2 hours this time. We left around midnight again, and it’s now about 2:26.

I had a very good time, and probably took more from it then he did; I just wish I were more interesting. The only thing that sucked about it, was that I had just ate a bunch of Chinese food just before, but I still wanted to go, even if it was just to sit there and watch him eat and talk to him. But I managed to eat most of my food.

I was still nervous but not as much, I still don’t know why exactly, but I’m betting that I don’t want to be myself, because I know all my flaws (that’s a lie, I have too many for me to keep count of) and I don’t want him to see them. Maybe I can loosen up some more next time we meet, if he ever wants to see me again that is.

But looking from my last post, I see clearly now, how far I’ve gone; now I’m starting to feel some twinge of happiness, and I like it. And he and you and the community brings that out of me, thank you for bringing me from that place; I owe you everything.