so, as is my usual modus operandii, i asked him. this was his response:
thoes feelings were genuine, but they went away. And the reality, which sucks to say and hear, is that it's just not going to happen with us. I had a great time being compleately unleased, and you are fun. However, do you think that we really know anything real about each other?the spelling errors are his, not mine by the way.
You'll find great sex with some dude and i wont be so prominant in your mind.
When you stop seeing anyone it sucks.
But we are not seeing each other any more.
Go on dates, hang out with your family, if you see me say hello.
and blah blah blah spare me the gospel according to those who know better, ok? i'm just thinking out loud at this point and don't want to hear how i'm a whore and therefore deserve every unhappiness which is visited upon me.
these last couple weeks have been fuct. work's been AWFUL, some of my good friends are going through some amazingly rough times so i'm trying to be supportive, boys suck... i think i'm going to go back to being raspberry bronte and staying at home by myself. well after tonight, anyway 'cause i'm going to see lee burridge downtown.
omg my friend just sent me mj and bartsimpson singing 'happy birthday lisa' - he said it's not my birthday but it's all true anyway. i'm gonna cry.
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