I know this guy; he's cute, but he acted like he was interested in me. Then he dipped when I guess I was too much. Good that he left before I could cling to him; it's not like I care or anything. It's not like I wanted to like him or anything. But I still find myself waiting for his texts.
"Hi, I'm Blossom. I'm extremely nervous to be here because I’ve never really fit in anywhere else. I’ve always been drawn to the idea of total obsession and absolute loyalty—I prefer the idea of black roses over red ones because they represent something that lasts forever. I don't have friends and spend most of my time in my room, which is okay with me. I can be very obsessive, but I also tend to push people away at the same time. I'll probably mostly lurk, but I wanted to finally join a place where I might actually fit in." Maybe I will fit in because "all the best people are crazy".