frustration. that can best sum up my mood.

meet a boy, who kind of changes my opinions on the way i've been feeling towards dating in general, drive down to hang with him (and other people, naturally), only to spend my last night with him having a convo on how i agree being friends is a good idea since we live so far away from each other.
what. the. fuck.

half of me wishes i had been like...no. thats not okay, and you know it.
and the other half just doesnt give a shit. i dont think i could make myself care about another person deeply if i wanted to, but it's not so much that is that nothing is really worth the risk for me i guess. i dunno. im tempted to text and say "look, this is gay," but we agreed, and im not going to be that girl.
nope. so im frustrated. go back to the bobbys, andys, and roberts of the world. i just cant get excited about those guys. you never text me back, so you didnt know i ran into bobby and was so flustered i let him talk me into going to steak n shake with me. awesome. what a fun night oh wait.
my friend amanda wants me to date amanda. that would probably be a good match. we are both assholes. oh whatever.

fuck dudes.

nothing else excited. going to slu. that should be baller.

-mb