I've got another confession to make....
So I hung out with Mark again on Friday night. Yeah THIS Mark.
Now we've had this weird relationship since I met him last April. We were pretty much seeing each other & having a great time. Then in January we hit a roadblock & stopped talking for about 4 months. He finally called me in May & said he didn't want us to ever stop talking again.
Point blank, the guy is just weird. So weird that Friday night I end up in his bed, wrapped in his arms, with him kissing my forehead telling me how nice it to actually be in bed with someone. This coming from someone who did this right after I was telling him how much I liked this other boy & earlier in the week was telling me how he doesn't like the idea of having sex...with anyone. Yet it was one of the most amazing bedtimes everrrrrrrrrrr.
Now everything is all fucked up. Why does he have to be so goddamn perfect & so un-goddamn perfect at the same time?
Seriously....why do boys do?
I'm going to go put my head in the oven. Bye.
Now we've had this weird relationship since I met him last April. We were pretty much seeing each other & having a great time. Then in January we hit a roadblock & stopped talking for about 4 months. He finally called me in May & said he didn't want us to ever stop talking again.
Point blank, the guy is just weird. So weird that Friday night I end up in his bed, wrapped in his arms, with him kissing my forehead telling me how nice it to actually be in bed with someone. This coming from someone who did this right after I was telling him how much I liked this other boy & earlier in the week was telling me how he doesn't like the idea of having sex...with anyone. Yet it was one of the most amazing bedtimes everrrrrrrrrrr.
Now everything is all fucked up. Why does he have to be so goddamn perfect & so un-goddamn perfect at the same time?
Seriously....why do boys do?
I'm going to go put my head in the oven. Bye.