I hate the angry and the fighting and the crying. I know I have a temper and a lot of the time I act all tough but I'm full of shit. I have this habit of bottling my feelings up until I explode which hurts everyone. Sometimes I feel like a wildfire, or like a bomb that's about to go off. On the drive home I was so angry I was debating not coming home but when I saw what Eleanor had done all that anger just evaporated. I'm really not that needy, I don't need expensive gifts or a super fancy date, I just need to know you're listening and that you care. Oh, and it's not a need but it would really help if a hot brunette were to kiss me like that and tell me I'm beautiful occasionally.
