We’ve been friends for awhile. I like to think that we’re that really special type of friends. Super compatible, with an interesting amount of chemistry, with a potential future. I always thought that’s what kept us from ever actually doing anything. We met literally on the first day of college and, despite having different circles of friends, kept coming back around to each other. I think a part of me thought he might be the one, so I didn’t want to screw it up with any of the mistakes we inevitably make when we’re young and dumb. So, we were just friends. Awesome friends. (more…)
It was a Thursday night. I was out with my friends. We were karaoke-ing, it was loud, and we were having a blast.
I didn’t want to like you, but I wasn’t scared to like you. I mean, you weren’t even my type. I wanted to be friends and we were friends… I guess. (more…)
Everyone says they’re in love, but none of them seem to even know what being in love means. (more…)
It happens more frequently than I’d like to admit. (more…)
My biggest fear in life is that when it’s over, it will have meant nothing.
But what exactly is nothing? (more…)
“Wandering Eye” Syndrome is what boys have who tell us that “looking, as long as there is no touching” is acceptable. This is erroneous on all counts.