It’s cooled off. Good thing it has, because this long-distance shit was fucking with my head.
Of course, the occasional daydream pops into my head that when I become skinny, we’ll reunite and have a hot hookup.
Which I don’t doubt happening (the hook up part, not the skinny part).
But for now, we’ve cooled off. We’re better friends than before, but none of this relationship bullshit. And that’s the way I want it.
It’s still not back to the point where I can tell him if I hooked up with someone else–I don’t have it in me to break it to him like that.
And I still can’t figure out whether or not he actually liked me. Judging from his actions, it could be either way. I would ask DN, but 1) she has her internship and 2) she tells CGF/MF everything–like EVERYTHING, so I doubt it would be a smart idea to tell her.
Whatever, fuck this shit. I’m ready to fucking live life and be young.
