Time to be myself

hy I am telling this to myself after thinking about a girls happiness for 2 years.

when it started it was not that intense it was fun but when you helping someone and they continue to need your help and you don’t want to hurt them and nothing make sense without seeing her happy then your just like me. But the funny part is the person I am helping to get her work done and see her happy is still a stranger to me.

Yeah she is still a stranger. I don’t even know if she consider me friend. I am helping her solve complex problems which are a fun puzzles to me but I just want her to realise that how much time I gave her is to be friend of her.

its like not really funny it’s like a psycho shit taught to write this with lot of fun but shit.

no one reads it anyway and she will never find this out. So I am writing this. But will not write anything. Not a good time for that feelings. Will write it one I get my financial freedom to waste money and not my time.

😊 until then some feelings are better buried under a million stones.

Don’t make sense right being myself yeah but this is stupid.