excuse me while i go throw myself into a river...
Me: I can't stop thinking about my gentleman friend. This is wholly unnerving.
Sis: Aww. That's so cute.
Me: No! It's a bad idea! And it's all because I stayed the night! Falling head over feet was SO NOT IN THE PLAN.
Sis: :D
Me: Oh, you go ahead and laugh while I freak out, overanalyze, and attempt to drown myself in the river they call denial. >:(
Sis: Mhmm. Turn about is fair play.
She's so smug 'cos her pretty boy finally coughed up a pair and confessed his lurrrrrve to her. It's disgustingly cute. Sweet enough to rot one's teeth. Turn about indeed.
I met up with my gentleman friend last night at his place (with a house warming present of bacon, mhmm) and stayed the night. It was wonderful. I'm content with our current arrangement, but (man, there's always a 'but') there's sort of a white elephant in the room. There's something there that we're dancing around, but no one's saying anything.
I, dear friends, am doomed.
Sis: Aww. That's so cute.
Me: No! It's a bad idea! And it's all because I stayed the night! Falling head over feet was SO NOT IN THE PLAN.
Sis: :D
Me: Oh, you go ahead and laugh while I freak out, overanalyze, and attempt to drown myself in the river they call denial. >:(
Sis: Mhmm. Turn about is fair play.
She's so smug 'cos her pretty boy finally coughed up a pair and confessed his lurrrrrve to her. It's disgustingly cute. Sweet enough to rot one's teeth. Turn about indeed.
I met up with my gentleman friend last night at his place (with a house warming present of bacon, mhmm) and stayed the night. It was wonderful. I'm content with our current arrangement, but (man, there's always a 'but') there's sort of a white elephant in the room. There's something there that we're dancing around, but no one's saying anything.
I, dear friends, am doomed.