thinks I’m cheating on him.
Great.
P.S. I’m not
Let's digest the day by screaming at the walls. Let's live like tomorrow is a new beginning. Let's make the world fresh with ink and paper.
I don’t know why I do this. I’m shifting into another self destructive period, I can feel it coming.
The smallest things are throwing me off balance.
Is it bad that I plan? I like to plan, planning shows you care. But then it’s like things get in the way of your plans and then you feel pretty bad about it. It’s not even anyone else's fault, I shouldn’t plan. I should not plan.
Peace out Planet Earth.
I’m meeting his friends tonight. This guy I’ve been seeing the past few weeks, rather intensely I should add, practically every day. Including the last 48 hours of constant contact.
I don’t know what's more amazing the fact he isn’t sick of me yet or the fact that I’m not bored of him.
Regardless, I’m extremely nervous. Meeting strangers is fine, meeting friends of friends is horrendous.