Mr. Scientist / Fader-Awayer / Hot Sex is still around but we are very conspicuously not dating. Or maybe we are. All I get is a hug when he leaves now, and it's damn confusing. What does a hug mean? I'm glad we are friends (maybe) and that he still want to spend time (but no physical affection) together, but why bother? I'm an easy friend, and he keeps making dates rather than friend-dates. Such is life and instant karma - it's the friend-dates I put Too-Nice through that are coming back to haunt me.
I get it, Universe.
Next time full disclosure to men I'm not interested in, honesty, kindness, blah blah blah. But why did I have to learn this lesson with a man who smells soooooo good? I just want to roll around in him and possibly steal all of his clothes. Oh lord, and to 'friend' me just when he gets a badass motorcycle that makes me all gooey on the inside. Sexy bastard and the cruel comeuppance I deserve, I suppose.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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