each night its like someone taking a power drill to my skull, slowing working their way to my brain. each time you say something that i interpret as a hint, it makes it more and more awkward. tension builds to a point that i cant handle it. but i cant make the first move until im absolutely sure. tonight is no different, but i cant hold out and hope for something that may only be a figment of my imagination. it would be easier if i had an outside source of information gathering, but i dont have that advantage this time around. ill just have to wait this one out. it wouldnt bother me whichever way this might turn out. one option leads to nothing, with nothing changing. the other leads to me being able to help a friend in a time of personal need.

Is this just the product of my lonely mind?
It seems to me like I'm wasting my time.
You laugh and joke and play pretend,
You don't have to cloak the message you send.
Please be forward if you want to make a suggestion,
My thoughts are torture, leaving me in question.
Try to be more direct, I can't make the first move;
You have to realize that I have more to lose.
With cunning and caution, I loosen the screws.
You can count on me to allow you to choose.
A recurring event, or a single success.
My only intent is to get rid of that stress.

Fursona Name: "Candy" Cosmos Redfox.

Type: Werefox

Age: 19

Height: 5ft 6in

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