Matters of the heart, or the mind, or maybe its just hormones
I ran into Malcolm last night ... and I don't know what to make of things.
3 days ago we decided (via text)that it was just a bad time to start something ... last night I slept in his arms.
Lets not mention the profession of love to my bestfriend less than 12 hours earlier (he let me down gently, don't worry).
I wish I knew what I wanted.
3 days ago we decided (via text)that it was just a bad time to start something ... last night I slept in his arms.
Lets not mention the profession of love to my bestfriend less than 12 hours earlier (he let me down gently, don't worry).
I wish I knew what I wanted.
posted by Jamie @ 10:19 AM
2 Comments:
At 12:22 AM,
Anonymous said…
we need to talk. sorry i haven't been on msn lately. i've been so tired, but i guess that's a pretty crummy excuse. but i repeat...
we need to talk. or more so, you need to talk to me. :)
At 6:47 PM,
Anonymous said…
I know the feeling. Not knowing what you want sucks.
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