hey babe, let's go out tonight.
The lovely Chris asked me what I knew he would. I loved the way he said it. "Would you want to go out with me for a while?" For a while. The exact opposite of pressure. Just... for a while! Not in a dismissive way... just... I think he realised how fragile I am right now. For a while is perfect.
Obviously, I said yes.
I've already had one friend basically call me a bitch and accuse me of 'fucking people over'. I nearly cried. I can't bear that people that are meant to be my friends see me that way. Doesn't she realise that the tough, bitchy exterior is just that? Of course I won't fuck him over.
And then I stopped being depressed about it, and decided I'd just prove her wrong.
No one has ever felt so right for me. I want and deserve to be with someone who makes me feel this happy. It's so cliche... but I've never felt like this about anyone.