I have a little voice in my head. It tells me things that I don't want to hear. Today it tells me I'm falling in love, and I believe it. I just look at him and know it's right. There is nothing about him that I don't like. His girlfriend agrees. The little voice tells me that I cannot have him. He would not have me. He's happy with her. They deserve each other. They are happy together. Again, I can't have him. I know it's true. I tell my little voice to go fuck itself. I don't care anymore. I cannot help who I love. -Jada Marie Andrews 11-6-99
Reason for writing:
Wishing that what is happening to me wouldn't happen...
Birth sign: Capricorn
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