rethink

i thought i would never talk to him again. I was angry and i wanted him out. . . of. . . my. . . life.

And now I just got out of his car, walked around my house and climbed back in my window, wincing at the hickies on my chest and smelling like man.

I think i had the right idea at first. I'm pretty sure my life would be better if i had just not seen him, had i left it with what made me mad, that i am JUST this to him. He convinces me, he always charms me. Blegh.

I need someone normal in my life, i someday, hopefully.