catfish19's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - I wish I could think and talk about things other than this damn boy. I'm writing shit and my friends are definitely sick of hearing about him. My friends' advice: "So hook up with him already!" I can't. Actually can't. My mother's: "It doesn't matter what he believes, as long as he's open-minded and you don't compromise your own faith." I wish that didn't conflict so much with everything I've ever been taught, because then I could go for it. My pastor's words: "Don't be unequally yoked. It says it in the good book." And I know that's what I have to go by. I hate it, but I know it in my heart. I know he'd influence me more than I would him. I know I'd sleep with him. I can't stop myself from looking forward to the days I work with him, though. I can't help wanting to know more about what goes on inside that insanely creative mind of his. We can be friends. Keep telling myself that. 12:24 p.m. - 2005-03-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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