Home. . . a silence between glares That stutters words misleading Here. . . Give me all you got with one shot sent to lend me No. . . here across the grass, between the glass I know. . . you're not the one I left to wait here, helping I. . . I left in a sudden rush and never said why you. . . couldn't know that I had no goodbyes. But I wish that you were I'm spying on you, Newo The way that you would've been if I stayed here at home I'm giving you up, Newo How important I could've been to you Press the steps I take to cross your door frame if You decide to answer when my fist rings hello Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams You won't believe me. . . If I told you so Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams You won't believe me. . . I wouldn't if you told me so Yeah, so it's been a little longer than I had hoped since my last entry. Nothing much has changed with my whole romantic-drama part of life. Actually, I lie. Something quite interesting happened the other day. I was having a bad day and everything, and when I got to German Chrystal came in looking really sad. So I asked if she was alright and she said yes. I could tell she was lying. So I basically made myself cheer up and tried to get her in a better mood. We talked a little, and she drew on my arm a lot and would like touch my hand and arm with hers a lot. Flirting or asking for help? I really don't know. I think though that we're getting back to normal friends again. I still like her, but yeah. I don't want to kill that friendship. I still haven't told the other girl who is with my friend that I like her yet. Oh well. . . I came up with awesome character concepts for my comic. I need to write a story for it and everything, but once I get that up, I'll post links to it and stuff for you people that read this. Well, I'm off to draw and live my life of a hopeless romantic again. -Spenser-