"I've never met a girl like you before."

I feel like I'm losing myself. I am an invisible chameleon. It's hard for me to put into words the way I've been feeling lately. I think it really hit me that something is wrong when Brian wrote a note to my mom about me. I guess I didn't realize it was that obvious to other people. The fire in my heart is out. I could blame it on school, but I know that it is not the entire reason. I find myself saying less and less because I'm afraid of letting people see what I'm really thinking. I always feel like I'm interrupting. I wish someone really wanted to listen/talk to me. I think of strange things. Let's have a temporary book swap.

You have an amazingly eclectic interest in walls, spokes, yaks, seats, and even the Olympics. It'll all come out in the wash.

Back to you, it always comes around back to you.