Type

My friend asked me what's my type? She meant the type of guy/girl that I like.
I told her that I have no type.
But then we discussed, along insertion of Supernatural slashes, and BOOM! I finally realized my type. But I'm not gonna write here what's my type is like. LOL!

But realizing it scares me in a way.
I'm scared of feeling something.
Especially something like this.
That's why I'm here; writing. Because this is an escape to me.
I need to write it down so that I can make the shits get more real.
When it had been materialized, and then can I only let it out of my system.
I think we 'clicked'; s/he and I.
I know s/he won't try anything because s/he knows where s/he stands and s/he will not cross that line.
But I'm more afraid of myself.
I'm always afraid of myself.
I never know what to expect of my next action.
I tend to do things exactly like how I would not want to do it.
It sucks.
Because all of these emotions in me; I can't control them. I don't like it.
And my 'vent' app in my phone could no longer help me since my phone broke and I no longer have the app so here I am; venting. But whatever. Just need to let this out for a bit.
I'll feel better after this.
I hope so.