I'm not really in a blogging mood, but I feel I should because my last blog isn't really up to date with my life.
I've been looking at old love notes recently. I don't really know how I feel about them. They were sincere and heartfelt, but cliched as fuck and took advantage of a sixth grade vocabulary textbook. I don't really think I miss the times spent with her either. I don't really know. I know I miss late night cuddles. I would have that pretty consistently now, but someone's parents are quite the sticklers.
Here comes some mild bluntness.
People tell me to date Kat all the time. I can't get a single day without hearing her name and the word date as it's satellite. That shit used to get to my head. You know... maybe I should consider what they're saying. I dunno. For a good while I was seriously thinking about that, then she told me something that stuck with me. Roughly "Nicky, we're basically dating... just without the benefits!" I probably reacted to that in some awkwardly bizarre manner that she just brushed off in her coy little ways. I know that that stuck with me. The only benefit I genuinely need from anything is cuddling, and anyone that knows me and her know how we are.
I don't know why I'm talking about this. I don't care if she sees either. hi babes!
She sucked at cuddling anyway. I know it's been forever and a day since then, but I still like talking about it. The bitch wouldn't let me see Kat. I'm glad it's been over for awhile. She's worth it.
I apologize for my lack of order.
I've been looking at old love notes recently. I don't really know how I feel about them. They were sincere and heartfelt, but cliched as fuck and took advantage of a sixth grade vocabulary textbook. I don't really think I miss the times spent with her either. I don't really know. I know I miss late night cuddles. I would have that pretty consistently now, but someone's parents are quite the sticklers.
Here comes some mild bluntness.
People tell me to date Kat all the time. I can't get a single day without hearing her name and the word date as it's satellite. That shit used to get to my head. You know... maybe I should consider what they're saying. I dunno. For a good while I was seriously thinking about that, then she told me something that stuck with me. Roughly "Nicky, we're basically dating... just without the benefits!" I probably reacted to that in some awkwardly bizarre manner that she just brushed off in her coy little ways. I know that that stuck with me. The only benefit I genuinely need from anything is cuddling, and anyone that knows me and her know how we are.
I don't know why I'm talking about this. I don't care if she sees either. hi babes!
She sucked at cuddling anyway. I know it's been forever and a day since then, but I still like talking about it. The bitch wouldn't let me see Kat. I'm glad it's been over for awhile. She's worth it.
I apologize for my lack of order.
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