Not in that way, but I think I've got used to the fact(yeah its a fact now) that she just sick of me or whatever.
Its something that shouldn't have bothered me that much I guess.
But honestly I thought we hit off well, I
I should get used to it I guess, people just deciding they've had enough of me.
I've done it to enough people, but I thought it took a lot more than that for people to just decide things like that.
Some part of me still hopes I'm wrong, and she's just being whatever.
But that part of me grows softer by the day and I guess its more important to start asking why instead of if.
But I guess the reason why I don't want to ask why is cause I really don't know, and I'm scared to know the answer.
Get used to it dear.
It's just so confusing. So disappointing. She spun me out of that half-depressive loop with her effusive personality and then.
That's just it.
It's a huge question mark hanging over the whole damn thing.
Oh well.
