There's this guy Sam, who likes me. He's interesting and gorgeous and eighteen (perfect age) but he has to make the decision to move to northern california with his parents... He's almost nineteen and wants to have his own place... he says I am the only thing keeping him here.
I don't know what to do, I actually know he can make it but what if whatever we have fails and he leaves, ya know.... that's fine for me but I don't want to ruin him. He thinks he loves me. I'm just happy someone appreciates my intellect, ya know?
its okay theres gonna be plenty of more guys and places and times and i know you just dont feel that this is "it". because its not. you must do what you believe is best tho.
i hope it all works out, lurvingly
me