And then my new poetry friend, who I talked to again today for a couple of hours after class, has a friend who has been stealing copies of my poetry because she thinks I'm cool. I'm like, no way. She's been bugging my friend to meet me. This is completely fucking weird; I'm not used to people liking me. But I like attention, so that's cool. Also, I don't make friends easily. Because I alienate and intimidate people, lol. :/
Yeah, I had a very short talk with kleenexwoman a few weeks ago which I had totally forgotten until right now, but it was about how I've just realized that I have severe intimacy issues. Except that I don't really believe this. I can see it intellectually, as I'm next to incapable of keeping up with most friendships, in real life and online, but I'm perfectly able to get into arguments with random people and participate when I can post anonymously. But it's like... intimacy issues. It just sounds so emo and faux-tragical. So I just blow it off, you know. It's kind of hard just writing it out. I get really defensive about it, I don't know. It's funny too because I'm not a secretive person, but I actually get really uncomfortable when people try to be friendly.
I'm really into music right now. Music is cool. I'm going to draw. Or maybe make mood icons, idek.