…out of fucking nowhere. Just when I was completely done with him, he decides to out of nowhere shoot me a text. Of course. It sucks because I want to be done with him…no I WAS done with him, he’s so last summer and nothing exists between us and never will so why talk to me? Even if it is an innocent “hey how are you?,” still, my little brain and stupid heart are automatically set into a whirl of thoughts and anxieties that I just don’t want to deal with.
Just stop it.