it’s all stuck in my head, but the words just won’t come out. however it has to because i’m sick as fuck and need rest, to which by brain clicking over like this is just making me worse.
a relationship is for two people, not a whole football team. that’s why they’re called couples: two.
this is why i don’t call it a relationship and you all try and label it…because everyone else keeps trying to have their say. hello footballers.
when it’s just us, it works. it’s chill, and there’s nothing to worry about.
when it’s everyone else trying to tell me how it should be, i want to punch walls.
i’m not someone who likes to share my feelings, not in a ‘deep and meaningful’ type of fashion anyway. so when you all come up asking what is going on between us i shutdown inside. i don’t want to be rude, so i try and tell you what’s in my head, but i can’t. not in a way that would make any logical sense to anyone anyway.
and when people ask me what i think about something he’s said to them. and then when i see him all i can think of it whether he knows that i know what he said, etc etc.
maybe this is why i’m so anti-commitment most of the time. and don’t get me wrong, i know it’s that people are trying to make sure everything’s fine…but it really just does the opposite.
