So uhm...Sunday night/Monday morning (it was like 2:30 my time, 5:30 his, so yeah), I'm talking to Daddy, playing the random question game. And this nigga threw me for a loop. Like, he really showed me how serious he is about this whole little situation we have going. I felt awful. Like, honestly, I'm so into him I spend 95% of my time tryna act like I'm not. So I've been out, acting a fool, doing me, and talking to him when he has the time or whatever. 'Cause he's extra busy, and I don't wanna nag him for attention, so I just go get it from somewhere else.

No more. This nigga almost hurt my feelings that night, I promise you. Like, I don't know. We were on different pages. I see that now. So now I gotta hurry up and get on his.

Aww, he just text me. And I'm wearing my fucking I love my boyfriend tank top that I bought with this nigga in mind.

Do you see why I have to actively try to not look so damn open?

I'm leaving.

Till next time: Positive energy, high hopes, ♥