When will the world stop testing me? Never; "The soul feeds off mystery". But I've had enough of fucking mystery. I'm sick of thinking about J aaalll day long, asking myself, questioning myself consistently on how I'm feeling about the whole situation, if I flirt back to the guy who's flirting with me or don't I? Do I tell J I'm interested but don't want to be the one that always initiates things with people, or do I wait to see what life brings, wait to see if he initiates things with me.
I believe that if a guy really wants you, they'll make it happen.
I'm completely exhausted, I'm so sick of thinking. I just want some intimacy with someone without thinking, without words. Just.. being. Not necessarily being physical, just, being.
All I have to say is, fuck this shit.
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