I don't know why I am even writing this journal. Probably because I can express my self through words better than I can through metal, pen and paper, or overall crafting. How does one even personify a wanting, or longing for someone to be with, and protect? I have never actually felt like this before. Even though the words are coming to me it is still difficult to explain. My close friends would describe me as loyal, sarcastic, and decent to be around, whenever I am not furious of course. It is difficult to control this, as I have with my other emotions. I don't bottle them intentionally, but some... Maybe that is where this is coming from. A repressed feeling of being needed, or loved by someone other than my family. I even consider my close friends as family. All the girls I meet are either in a relationship, or are completely disinterested in me. This feeling is almost like a physical, and emotional drive for someone. I really don't like not being in control of my feelings...