we are the waiting

Just sitting here listening to Green Day Are We The Waiting/St. Jimmy, and just thought that I would throw something out here before leaving to be all family-social with fake smiles and nice clothing. Yup, story of my life...
Earlier this day I was talking to a friend on MSN, cause yeah, that's where I live my life during normal days, and it occured to me that even though he and I have only spent a few hours together just him and me, he is one of the friends that I have that I haven't know for a long time that knows me the best.
It was kinda scary to think about, cause usually it takes people years and years to get under my skin, to really get to know me. But not him, not this kid, he just got to me.
He's a lot younger than me, and it shows sometimes, but I really don't think about it, cause I feel comfortable around him. I feel comfortable about telling him my thoughts, my secrets, letting him know my life - aspects of my life that I'm not even sure my best friend knows about.
It scares me. It really does. It scares me that I can be so vulnerable to a person that I haven't known for more than a few months - and it's a boy, a guy, a man, he's XY-chromosed - and those are the one that frigthens me to death.
And now I just sit wondering; how the hell did he get to me? what's with this boy?
I can only say one thing - I love him, I hope I'm not scare him off, he means alot to me.

Yeah, there might be alot more here about him, crazy talk or something like that..
afterall...  crazy talk is what I do best.
Now I will hear In The Closet (oh yum, Michael Jackson moaning *dies*) and then I will leave to be superficial and nice to people that doesn't like me.
See ya out there, bloggers, stalkers, and other airheads.

Peace, and keep the faith