journal entry #67

oy, what up me negro? thats what i thought. dude, i thikn i like this girl i just fuckin met. i cant stop thinking about her. she drives me fucking crazy. all i can think about is her, and it is so freaking crazy. this the most intense feeling i have ever felt about a woman. it is such an intense passion that it scares the living shit out of me. i dont want this. i dont need this. i feel like i am forces to do this. i cant stop thinking about her. i know i cant love her by talking ot her for one day, but i feel it, i really do, i dont know what else to call it. passion beyond compare, i think it is. love comes from trust and time, and that i sthe only reason i dont believe that i t is love. it sure feels like i tthough. i am going to talk to her at nini o clock tionight. i think she likes me back, actually i know that she does but it would be extremely ignorant to say so. i think that i would like to date her again, yes again. something scares me though. the fact that alot of other men want her too scares me. she has a leigon of men after her and i think that if i dated her id make alot of enemies. alot of enemies. but i cant help but think that she does something to make this happen. i think that sh eof course flirts with them, some way somehow, you know?