mofette | my /shell/ ?

Last night, [Tony] said to me "So, is this a new you I can see coming out of your shy shell?" or something along those lines. Ha made me cry. Not for anything he'd done, but I realised. All he's known of me is the neurotic fool who likes to cry a lot and never goes out. Now, I like a good party as much as the next person, and I like to think that I'm still the complete nutter, but I'm not so sure any more. BAck in Year 11 I was a bit mental. I could make people laugh and everything was sweet. I had the nicest boyfriend out there, and I had my exams, which I passed with flying colours. I wasn't with the boy then, but it was still all good. I don't remember what happened, cos if I did, I'd change it, but all Tony knows is what's been here. The person that's been writing scary poems. The person who maybe takes some kind of perverse pleasure in pissing people off. I don't know. I want him to know me as the person who cares. The person who will actually sit and listen to problems. The person who's fun to be with. *sigh* I'm still that person somewhere in here, I've just got to find the bitch!

Oh and by the way, that text message and stuff was from Tony. Ain't he a babe?? Awww, shame he's completeley taken though, innit? (^_^)