Aug 27, 2006 22:39
This 30-something year old man came onto me today.
After he got me high.
I've known him for 4 years.
I thought I knew him better.
"I don't trust myself."
"I can't control myself."
"I can't stop thinking about you."
"You used to be HUGE. Like, HUGE. But you're not anymore. You're actually really cute."
"I can't help but want to be more affectionate towards you. I want to hold you, hold your hand, I want to kiss you."
"Would it bother you if I kissed you?"
"You've changed a lot."
None of it was for you, dick.
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I can't get the right people to love me.
Is it me or is it me?