Do you love me, do you hate me, do you wanna believe me?

Very, very strange weekend. new, complicated relations appeared. Someone above the ground. Somebody I can't just evaluate as stupid or pathetic. somebody I find my equal. I may be wrong. I can easily get hurt by it, I know. It's just a feeling, and it may be wrong. I'm almost hundrer percent sure I'm wrong and I'm seen as an idiot.
I won't fall in love. I'm afraid. I don't want to destroy this good communication we have now.
This "understanding" is something fragile. something worth to be protected.

light my candle in a daze cause I found God

It's good to have a friend. Someone who doesn't ask what's wrong and doesn't really want to know, but who is ready to hug you.
I feel... warmer than half an hour before.
It's good to know that besides all that weird emo kids, emotional vampires and hysterical girls I met, there are some truly good people. Maybe unemotional and distanced at first sight, but worth much more than "you are my only true friend, I love you, don't leave me" mates.
And I can't write in english. In academical english especially.
Ok, tea, make-up and I'm ready to conquer the world.