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My favorite person to obsess over who showed me the vaguest amount of kindness. Sometimes, I still dream about him, if only he could be interested in me too. If only we could build a life together. But in another timeline, maybe we would have worked out.
The first person I've ever slept with. Though he doesn't want a relationship with me, and that makes me sad, but at least he's clear about it. I can appreciate that.
I slid up on his instagram story, just trying to be silly, and he continued to talk with me. I really enjoy his presence, especially when we went out to Pistachio's together... was it a date? I want it to be.