This sums up my mantra for the past few months. Don’t be scared. Don’t run away. But don’t be stupid.
The drama continues…
My options right now. I’ve got the “worst fuck buddy ever”- the man who is sweet and generally good hearted and compassionate but lacks the balls to talk to me in public. I have another who is a great person, aside from the fact that he cheats on all his girlfriends. He is never going to get his chance but still won’t. stop. trying. And I’ve got sweater boy who is everything WFBE is not; stable, mature, obviously infatuated with me and boring as hell. He wears a sweater around his neck to go clubbing. He was literally down on his knees on the concrete the other night, begging me for just a second of my time. Sweet or sad, I’m still not sure.
I’ve known it to be true; I’m a sucker for an emotional disaster and right now that’s exactly what I feel like. A sucker. I’m so fucking tired of the drama with this one. Yes, no, back and forth. The other night he was upset because I was dancing with a bunch of our friends. I calmly told him that I would love to dance with him if he wanted and if not, than i will dance with whomever I please. So last night, he danced about 5 feet away for about an hour. It looked like he was trying but just couldn’t. I want it to end and I don’t care how.
