I met up with him. We slept together. I guess we're gonna be doing that regularly from now on. Just start slow.
I actually kind of resent his friends nowadays. They have no idea how I feel about anything, they're just making presumptions, putting ideas in his head that I have to work hard to contradict. Right now, they're probably thinking that I'm desperate and in love with him and that I'll just take anything I can get with him, and telling him that he's an asshole for treating me this way. The thought of that just makes me angry beyond measure. It not only insults my integrity, but paints me as vulnerable and needy, which is pretty much the last things I want to be seen as.
Also, for the record, in fictional writing, the characters do not equal the author and even though I like to write on themes that correspond with my mindset, what my characters think and feel is not equal to what I think and feel. I hate the fact that people presume that everything my characters experience is equal to what I experience, because this means that no matter how different I make the characters from myself, I feel embarrassed to post anything now because people will just read into it.
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