Sunday, February 05, 2017

don't be the weird one, girl.

i'm trying to stay calm and collected, playing the part of the cool, chill girl. let's admit it - i am anything but cool and chill.

i am seriously fighting the urge to send you 1,001 messages about how "cool" i am, and how we definitely connected and how this is really worth it. i'm pretty proud of the fact that at the end of the day, i won't send a single one, and all because i'm too proud. yes, i like you and yes, i think this situation sucks, but inasmuch as i would try everything, you've got to make a bit of an effort. reach out once in a while, that's not too much to ask, is it?

in the meantime, i will keep biting my tongue and write cryptic tweets and blogposts about you. that should suffice.

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