Talking to other guys still seems weird. I don't want to be talking to them.
I went out and got beer and dinner by myself, then wandered around in the dark getting slowly more and more upset.
And then I texted, more and more desperately. And called. And drove over to his place and sat outside for a while.
I'm so pathetic.
Eventually he responded.. but I don't really feel better. I feel like the things he's saying aren't really real. I'm not awesome, I'm not wonderful.. he'd want to be around me if I was.
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