Not THIS again...
fuck fuckity fuck fuck fuck
I just spent 24 hours in the company of a boy whom I like very, very much.
I cannot DO anything about said liking except get hugs and flirt like mad and then feel guilty about the blatancy of my flirting (though, confusingly, he seemed to be encouraging me).
Why? Because my boyfriend is probably not capable of being in a relationship with a girl who is poly.
I love Terry a lot. I do. But Michael is so many things that Terry is not, and probably won't ever be. At the same time, Terry is so many things that Michael is not and will never be. And I think I could love both of them at the same time if I had the chance (the fact that they're in different states helps). But Terry wouldn't be able to be not jealous.
blar. stupid brain.
I just spent 24 hours in the company of a boy whom I like very, very much.
I cannot DO anything about said liking except get hugs and flirt like mad and then feel guilty about the blatancy of my flirting (though, confusingly, he seemed to be encouraging me).
Why? Because my boyfriend is probably not capable of being in a relationship with a girl who is poly.
I love Terry a lot. I do. But Michael is so many things that Terry is not, and probably won't ever be. At the same time, Terry is so many things that Michael is not and will never be. And I think I could love both of them at the same time if I had the chance (the fact that they're in different states helps). But Terry wouldn't be able to be not jealous.
blar. stupid brain.