I crave him. I am up late and I am lonely.
I don’t know if I am stable enough as an individual to be capable of love right now. I’m scared.
I’m moving an hour and a half east. I got a new job that’s both sales and dance-related. I’m scared.
I’ve only met one of my three room mates, and she didn’t look friendly. I’m scared.
I want attention. I want to be called and texted and asked how my day was. I reach out to people, but I don’t have a lot of people reaching out to me.
My car needs $700 worth of work. I’m living off of credit cards until I can catch up. In theory, my new job pays more, but I don’t know my hours, and I’ll probably be working nights, and I won’t see Kenny anyway, even though I’m moving out there for him, because he works 9-5.
But I have to move, because I’m out of money, and my room mate is crazy.
Ian is scared because his health insurance will go up when I’m not on the policy anymore. He can just deal with being a single white male, for god’s sake. That’s what he wanted to be, and that’s what he gets.
sigh
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