I really don't know what I was thinking. yes I do, actually. I was being that thirsty bitch that wil go for almost anyone that pays more two seconds of attention to me. I talk shit about bitches like that. I can't turn into one.
he's such a sweet silly man. and he will go out of his way to do anything for me.
but he doesn't move the way I move. so even as much as I like him, we're just never going to be.
gonna resume my place behind my slightly dirty window and smile as the walls rebuild themselves.