decisions.

sometimes i worry about you. so much of what you do revolves around experimentation. i don't like it. i'm never going to know what the outcome is going to be. i don't know what you're going to end up doing. i don't know what's going to happen to you. so i've decided that i have to be there with you through this all, because at least i can attempt to protect you. i forbid you to leave me, because you're a stupid idiot.

funny how people you think you've lost come back to you. it's weird because you don't know what to do at first. it will never be the same. it's already fallen apart, but i guess there's nothing wrong with trying to fix it. we'll just see how long it lasts this time around.

i remember why i don't like going out anymore. after this weekend i'm going to continue what i started - sleeping in and watching the office :)

- r