I'm trying to joi the regular army. If that doesn't happen in, say, two months, I think I'll jack it in. Forget Huddersfield too. Did I ever mention that when I talk about the good things in my life they seem to go horribly wrong? Getting increasingly paranoid that I've jinxed so many things in mmy life. Remember what we were talking about the other day, a situation of happy? Yeah... cryptic text message to the effect that he's probably back in a monogamy with his ex, the one with a child of her own who broke his heart. I love how guys choose to tell me this shit via text too, because obviously it doesn't affect me in any way.
As far as I can tell from my somewhat in-depth knowledge of this guy, the fact that he actually picked up the phone when I rang him is some small acknowledgement of the idea that he might've upset me. And as far as I can tell, it's all I'll get. He explained how it was a sudden thing, she'd added him on facebook and asked what had happened and it turned out when they split it was all one horrific big misunderstanding, which, knowing this guy as well as I do, does not entirely surprise me, and it looks like they're back together. And I told him to have fun and tried to get off the phone quickly because honestly, if it makes him happy, hooray, but that doesn't mean I want to be around while another guy I had some small understanding with effectively cuts himself off from me.
can has cookie?
can has cookie?
can has cookie?
It seems cowardly.
(Also, that sucks, hun.)
can has cookie?