9:08 a.m.: Get up. Ugh. Have plans with Ex-boyfriend today. Trying not to get my hopes up because things always seem to come up/go wrong when we have plans.
12:20 p.m.: Get off work yay! Call Ex-Boyfriend. He’s hungover and half alive but tells me to come over.
12:29 p.m.: Text from Ex-Boyfriend. His girlfriend came home unexpectedly. Can’t hang out. Fuck. I get an instant urge to never talk to him again for the 7th time. I tell him how much this sucks, how I don’t want to feel like this. He says he doesn’t want me to feel “anything but amazing.” I can’t help that I love him, but the timing right now is absolutely horrible.
8:42 p.m.: Text from Distant but Interesting asking what I’m doing tonight. He texted me last night at 2:30 a.m. while I was asleep and I never answered. We talk back and forth a little bit. Eventually offers to pick me up so we can smoke.
11:58 p.m.: Distant is outside. Be out in a sec!
3:56 a.m.: Just got home. What a weird night. It started off fine, just went on a route with Distant and his friend. Then his friend took us to Distant’s house and left. We eventually decided to watch a movie, and he was acting like he wanted to have sex with me. I was not planning on it, and so I was trying not to move things along. We only kissed for a brief moment, the rest was just hardxcore cuddling. Anyways nothing happened and he took me home. Whatever. I think he’s still hung up on his ex. Have fun with that buddy.