finding myself still thinking about it
ok, so from where i stand, this is confidential information.
_she_ texted me a month back, about girls, preferring an almost godly finesse of “gentlemenship”. i guess, with every intention to hurt. arguably, it’s a given that _she_ didn’t mean to hurt me. not that it matters, coz i’m here writing this entry now with a hurting heart anyway. sadly, just as i was about to get accustomed to the usual treatment i experience because of her obsession with studying, _she_ came out on the open and nailed me slowly on my tracks with some short text darts. insinuating, yes. and being hard headed and persistent was an option at that time too. i do realize, that even if it took me three fourths of an entire school year to come up with this pre-valentines entry, i’ll still be labeled as an insensitive jackass sour-graping on the pathetic outcome of his own clueless actions. it’s everyone’s prerogative.
now here’s a girl who wants to prove a lot of things about herself. almost seductive (honestly speaking). my infatuation (oh god) has somehow subsided.
