Duckie.

I hate the internet.

I'm not supposed to like the people that use it and I'm definitely not supposed to speak with them for six hours in one day, while my boyfriend is home and then, miss school because of it. Oddly enough, I don't feel guilty about it.

I more than likely will not meet him. The situation is too nice right now to fuck it up with being tangible. I'm too worried that it actually might work and that I would actually end up doing something that I couldn't take back, that would ultimately hurt too many people.

I have way too much stuff going on right now and while he may think that I'm his type, I know I'm not.
I don't drink, I don't go to bars. I'm uptight, introverted, intimidated too often and just well, a big fucking geek. He seems far too... trainspotting for me where I am far too, ghost world for him. It's just not a good mix and if I had any amount of smarts in my head, I'd walk away from it now before I caused him a crapload of misery.

But I like him. And I'm selfish. So perhaps, if he doesn't get bored of me too quickly, I'll be inclined to keep him around a little longer.