I hope you’re doing alright, and moving forward. I know you won’t be too suck on this for long. You gave me an amazing ten months, and I appreciate it. We both know it wouldn’t have worked. Even if I had chosen to move out to LA, I would have been unhappy there.
We’ll both be okay, and I really hope we can get to where we can just be friends because I don’t want you out of my life completely.
Everyone else:
Happy Holidays.
Snow :)
there’s a hollow feeling in my chest.
you’re going to grow to resent me. you’re going to wish you hadn’t decided to stay for me. you’re going to be pining for los angeles. i’m afraid this is going to make us fall apart. you’re already mad at me, just imagine a few weeks down the road in chicago. i love you. so very much. just know that. please.
i don’t know what to do. i just want to crawl under my covers and hide from the world.
as of three hours ago today, i am officially on vacation. two weeks off to whatever the hell i please/go to souther california with babykins. i am very excited, i never use any of my vacation time. i’m such a bum. work was interesting today. a guy came in and ordered a drink, then hung around for a while and was flirting and hitting on me very obviously. so, sean saved me by walking over to me and putting his arm around my waist and calling me “muffin” and we continued to pretend like we were dating until the dude left. i called sean “biscuit” because it was funny, and i couldn’t think of another baked good to call him.
babykins and i have to decide when we are going to california, and where we’re staying. i’m really excited right now. i haven’t been to california before, haha. how lame of me. first time for everything though, right? brendon said i was silly when i told him i was really excited. haha.
i really don’t know what to write about in this. i will figure it out eventually. random tid-bits to long things about whatever.
