Sometimes things are hard [personal Journal]

Old Friends, Racing Heart, Babbies!

So the I got about old friendship is, they never really die. Or to put it in easier terms, I never let them die. I hate not talking to people who I used to be good friends with. I feel like I've forgotten them, and no one wants to be forgotten.

Over the weekend, an old friend of mine contacted me via Facebook. He said hi and asked how I've been sense I moved away. I told I was fine, and I missed everyone back at my old school. We talk for a few minutes, then casually says he bisexual....

To be fully honestly I had no fucking clue! He told me he was more into girls than guys, but he knew he was bi. I was completely supportive. He said I was the only person he told, so he made me promise not to tell anyone else. I kept my promise, I  haven't said anything too anyone. (I even asked him if I could write this. He said yes, but no names). It's funny because, this boy, is one of the first people I told I was gay. He never told anyone, but now even though I'm out, he is still a great friend.

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Question: have you ever looked at someone, or been near someone, and suddenly your heart starts beating really fast?

This happened multiple times with the same person. Why? Why does this happen?

I talked to my friend about this, and she said that it happens because I'm either scared of, or really like, this one person. I'm not scared of him, hell no! I like him I know that. But it still didn't make any sense, so finally we concluded that: I'm scared of liking him; I'm terrified of liking him.

It sounds crazy, but I think it might be true.

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Ok, so here's the story: my mom was pregnant about two months ago. She gave birth to my little brother two months earlier via C-section. The baby stayed in the hospital for two months, until he got better. Recently, he's been doing great and he's finally out of the hospital. On Sunday night I met and held him for the first time. He was absolutely adorable! I now am the oldest of 7 kids. I love them all, and to be honest, I really hope I don't have to be the oldest of 8.

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