So, I kind of always hate father’s day. Most awkward day of the entire year and I never know how to deal with it.
Fuck that shit.
So today I realized that I’ve been playing games. I’ve been on the line for two months and haven’t been reeled in or set free. You should know by two months if you want to date someone or not. The root of our recent fights is the fact that I feel like I’m just dangling here with nowhere to go. I’m told that it’s worth it, but I don’t feel like I’ll ever get there. And this is exactly the game I played with Mike for a year. And was not a fan then, not a fan now.
