I have trouble commiting.
Over the summer, I dating this popular guy from a few of my classes. My friends called him confused- he was everything from jock to emofaggot(fake emo) to nerd. pretty much every label she used. And it’s not that she was wrong, he did fit into those groups.
He was pretty sexist (as she called him) and broke the hearts of so many seventh graders while we were in eigth grade. And here I am, Miss Loner.
He messaged me on facebook in August. We started talking, more than we had in class. Around midnight, he asked if I would go out with him. I said no. Honestly, I was tired, I had just gotten out of a relationship in July that I wasn’t over, yet.He saidd something abpout how he might commit suicicommit suicide or whatever, yay guilt trips. . So I said I jhad changed my mind and it was a maybe and went to bed. The next night, I decided to say yes. I have a hard time saying no, but I’m getting better. Any way , we stared going out. We only met up once. I had to walk for an hour to get to his house, then he taught me how to play Magic the Gathering. (: We kissed. Then we went to the park and walked around and kissed some more. It was my firstime french kissing. Anyway, then he had to go to football practice, so I had to walkhome. Not that I minded. So on Facebook He told me he loved me, I told him I only liked him. a lot. We broke up after about a week of going out. I ended it, by lying to him online by telling him I never cared about him. (funny enough, that’s how I ended the last relationship) He responded by ‘apparently’ throwing and kicking stuff around in his room. He also used suicide threats, saying he might kill himself. I got angry and said some stuff I regret, and he blocked me.
I now have class with him, some freshman social studies stuff, and he’s also pretty smart. I also saw him at the Lifesource Customer Appreciation day. I can’t stop thinking about him. What’s also bad, is that I can’t talk to anyone about it, because I know how bad the damage is. I do have feelings for him, what ever they are.