damn.
So there's a boy.
An actual boy. Not just another boy to toss me around.
Well, sort of anyways.
His name is Cody.
It's getting complicated though.
Last Wednesday, I finally decided I needed to ask what really was going on.
Through texting.
Yeah.
Well, so I casually slipped it in.
Basically, this is how it went down.
me: How's life?
c: Good. How're you?
me: oh good. so I was out with my friends last night and they asked about us. Honestly, I didn't know what to tell them. What is going on with us?
c: This is the way I see it. I like hanging out and sleeping with you but I don't see it going much beyond that.
me: *a good two hours later* I don't think I can handle that. I can't deal with a pseudo relationship.
c: what does pseudo mean
me: in this case, not really real.
and I didn't get a reply.
so I went out and got really drunk and danced.
Friday night, I was closing up at the store and bailey sent me a text message saying the boys were going to a rave and wanted to know if we wanted to come. Fuck that. I spent the night with bailey in her hot tub and watching dumbo. I had totally forgotten the part about half way through when it gets fucked!
Okay, so last night Bailey and I started our night at our friend Brian's house getting good and drunk as we played monopoly. Eventually, the novelty of monopoly wore off so Bailey and I headed over to the boys place. I was good and fucking drunk.
I ended up stumbling up to Cody's bed.
I shouldn't have.
Yeah.
An actual boy. Not just another boy to toss me around.
Well, sort of anyways.
His name is Cody.
It's getting complicated though.
Last Wednesday, I finally decided I needed to ask what really was going on.
Through texting.
Yeah.
Well, so I casually slipped it in.
Basically, this is how it went down.
me: How's life?
c: Good. How're you?
me: oh good. so I was out with my friends last night and they asked about us. Honestly, I didn't know what to tell them. What is going on with us?
c: This is the way I see it. I like hanging out and sleeping with you but I don't see it going much beyond that.
me: *a good two hours later* I don't think I can handle that. I can't deal with a pseudo relationship.
c: what does pseudo mean
me: in this case, not really real.
and I didn't get a reply.
so I went out and got really drunk and danced.
Friday night, I was closing up at the store and bailey sent me a text message saying the boys were going to a rave and wanted to know if we wanted to come. Fuck that. I spent the night with bailey in her hot tub and watching dumbo. I had totally forgotten the part about half way through when it gets fucked!
Okay, so last night Bailey and I started our night at our friend Brian's house getting good and drunk as we played monopoly. Eventually, the novelty of monopoly wore off so Bailey and I headed over to the boys place. I was good and fucking drunk.
I ended up stumbling up to Cody's bed.
I shouldn't have.
Yeah.