Talking behind backs

I always secretly like it when somebody talks about me behind my back at all, be it good or bad. It just surprises me every time, because... they actually remember me! Being invisible to others all this time, I developed that kind of thinking. I just really want people to keep talking about me... I don't want people to start forgetting me... I want to pass on my legacy, if I ever have any...

I've always encrypted a different meaning behind my Facebook statuses, usually directing them towards a certain someone. I wonder... if anyone's ever done that to me before.

Particularly this one person.

I feel it's unlikely, but to make myself feel better, I pretended they were meant for me after all.

Bear-man

It's a gift! A gift, I tell you! I keep knowing! I just do!

Even though I can't control it, that's the way it seems to work best.

It's still quite amazing! A wonder to me, every time it happened; each time.

I've always likened him to a bear, and with further research, it all comes down to it, even in his name.

Peculiar! How I knew it. Right on the spot.

I will trust my instincts ever and forever. I will trust my instincts ever and forever.

Yes, I am jealous.

All those others have been with one, and separated, and are now together again, happier than ever.

It's never happened to me, but to everyone else I know.

Why the hell?

Writing

So, writing down your dreams can actually make them come true, huh?

Here, I write my wishes and dreams then.

I thought it was for me. I really wish you had meant me.