does he know that place below your neck that is your favourite to be touched?
I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I'm tired of pretending to not have feelings to protect this proposed friendship, I'm tired of keeping it all together just to return home and fall apart. It was the staff party last night and I spent about £50 of the company's money on getting myself into an utter state and crying for about an hour, having to watch him flirt with ever girl before he speaks to me, and it really hurts to step out of the frame and realise how pathetic I really am.