See. Now I know what's going on. I have actual confirmation that I'm the worst.
I like both of them. To a degree. For different reasons. But I know neither one is going to happen because neither one likes me. So the more evident it is that I have no hope with one, the more I try with the other. The more persistent and flirtacious I get. And then I start dreaming some nonsense up. Until he proves me wrong. And then I switch. And neither of them know. And neither of them will work. And I just keep switching. Because I already know that I'm not going to end up with either one. They're both backups.
WTF SAMANTHA
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