Tina was on the living room couch in her dad's house, Artie directly in front of her. Clearly drunk, she haphazardly pointed out the mistletoe that hung above them from the archway before she lurched forward and clumsily landed a kiss on the side of his jaw. After she pulled back, he leaned in and kissed her on the lips ( Read more... )

I didn't expect to ever hear from you again.

Let alone be asked to do some awkward favor for you.

Running into you on the 4th of July had been sufficiently uncomfortable, and I don't even know how to begin describing how I don't know how I feel about it all.

It's been 5 years. Maybe 6. I thought I was over you. No, I am over you. I have a good job and ( Read more... )

Not that I was expecting it to be much of anything.

I'm still playing phone-tag with Mike. He probably just wants to be alone, but I want to be there for him. I know I shouldn't be disappointed, but I guess I also wasn't banking on spending my birthday alone. I wasn't expecting to feel this alone.

Matt was a great person. I know a lot of people say ( Read more... )