Is there a ChAnCe????
When I saw him last night I thought to my self why? He is the nicest guy Ive ever met and I still want (#$%**). It infuriates me that I keep on going back to that stupid idea in the back of my head that maybe there is a chance.
Here is the conversation:
B: All these people are trying to get on my nuts dude.
D: You think that everyone is trying to get on your nuts, you probably think that Im trying to get on your nuts!
B: Are you?
D: Sorry your just not my type.
B: Fuck you then.
D: Im sorry dont cry though. Youll be alright.
B: Your a bitch.
So the rest of the conversation was nothing important probably like the part I just wrote down. But in the back of my head theres something screaming at me. What is it?
Here is the conversation:
B: All these people are trying to get on my nuts dude.
D: You think that everyone is trying to get on your nuts, you probably think that Im trying to get on your nuts!
B: Are you?
D: Sorry your just not my type.
B: Fuck you then.
D: Im sorry dont cry though. Youll be alright.
B: Your a bitch.
So the rest of the conversation was nothing important probably like the part I just wrote down. But in the back of my head theres something screaming at me. What is it?