Freeflow 7

Would you believe I tried to write Freeflow 6 twice and my computer shut off both times? Then I thought maybe 6 wasn't a good number, so I wrote it as Freeflow 7. Still shut off. And I wrote some good stuff too. Some out of passion, keys banging, feelings pouring onto the page kind of stuff. And always, I would make it to the very end before the computer would turn off. Why is that?

And furthermore, if you like a girl, why would you spend years with her, seeing her in school everyday and not tell her? And why am I so mean to this one guy named Will? I can't seem to be nice to him. I call him names, insult him, just not nice...but I don't like him. He's kinda cute and all, he's just not my type. And the way some guys act sometimes, you might get hints that they like you, but as soon as you think you're onto something, they're back to being platonic.

In addition to that, I think sex should be fun. It shouldn't be all uptight and sexy. People who try to make it sexy are trying to hard to set one certain mood. You should laugh, cry if it's just that good, be sexy (but not to the point of ultimate seriousness), and you should be adventurous. Really adventurous. And you should talk, not too much, but enough to let your partner know what you like and don't like because trying to go off intuition and reactions is stupid sometimes.

And why aren't some people a couple years older or younger? Because if they were they would be perfect. And why do some people find love outside of their race? or inside their gender? or why are they looking for it across the way when it's right nextdoor?

And I really hope I don't rush into love too soon because I'm so anxious. They say be careful what you ask for, and I'm not asking for anything that's not in God's plan. And I wonder if I would write more things or different things if the handful of people who knew about this blog didn't know about it?

I sure hope this one posts.