The most horrible thing when you're just starting to like someone is being away from them. Mostly because I'm worried there will be someone else.
It's become really difficult not to throw myself at him. I'm doing my best to play it cool, but maybe I'm playing it too cool because he doesn't even seem to understand that I like him. At the same time as I'm too proud to tell him that. Today we hung out again, and somehow spent hours laying in my bed without making out. Knowing me, that's an achievement. Only thing is his phone rung a million times but he can't really help that. Can't determine if calling his friend asking if she's okay after she texted him to come over is a plus for being loyal to her or a minus for caring about her when he's with me, but I suppose as long as they're only friends it's a plus, he's sweet.
Aaaannd... I kissed him goodbye. miau. He's so... when you look at him, you'd think he's kind of stale, but when it comes to that he's so... soft, but not in a careful way. Yum. Can .. not ..wait. As long as he doesn't forget about me while I'm gone.
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