bun the way i feel is irrelevant. i complain about it, and that should be all. i dont want you worried about me. i dont even have a mind enough to put those feelings into sensible words- but that aside, your desires and fantasies are anything but stupid. i worry about you. and the things you want and feel are an important part of you. meaning they are important to me, as well. i want you to have the things you want, as well as the things you need.