So Devin lives down here now....
I told you previously about devin, but I'm not sure if I ever updated you on what was going on. Let me just do a re-cap. Knew him for like 3 years, started talking to him after the married man fiasco, chilled a couple of times, went to a baseball game with him and my family, started being on some flake shit, I stopped communication (cause that's my defense mechanism), continued to be a flake (but at this time I didn't give a fuck), occasionally texts with the patented, "what up". Yeah.
Anyway, he lives down here now. He's been pretty open with communication, but there's no telling how long that shit will last. Thursday I called him Mr. Flake and he decided he wanted to be upset that I called him that; but that's what you were! That's like me getting mad because someone called me fat after I bought 6 cheeseburgers, 4 value fries, 2 10 piece nuggets, and a large fruitopia- and I'm not high. That's just some fat shit!
We have a "Date" next Saturday after I get off work. I have no idea what to expect. The shit that I've been on lately hasn't exactly required me to interact socially with another person. My fear is that I'll start to fall hard-fast; that's exactly what I don't want to happen. I haven't been in a relationship in over two years, and I seriously don't know if I know how to be in a "normal" relationship.
I don't wanna be that chick that becomes all clingy & emo bec a dude showed a little bit of interest. I believe that's a valid concern. *kanye shrug* guess I'll just take the plunge and see what happens.
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