This is Danny.
My new boyfriend that makes my insides feel funny.
The only reason he is hickeyed up is because he got
me really good two weeks ago, so good I had to wear
a turtleneck in JUNE ffs.
I had a meltdown on Wednesday night and jumped in the
car and flew up to Marlboro to see him. I climbed into bed with him at 2:30am and woke him up. He thought he was dreaming. I miss him an awful lot right now, and I won't be able to see him until NEXT weekend.
Part of me is freaking out. Danny comes with a lot of
his own problems. Nothing I really feel like getting into right now.... and I don't want to end up doing just what I did with Raf. Being the main support, being the nag that has to tell them what they are doing is really not right. It worries me. I do however feel that if anything becomes a problem, we will be able to discuss it and fix it. Our communication with one another is really great. I think we can either be really good for one another... or really disasterous. I guess only time can tell.
He makes me so happy.
And I want to happy.
And I want this time to be different.
In whatever level that might need to be.