The crazy lady within was just stopped in her tracks. I had to erase his number from my phone to keep her from doing the unthinkable. She's not mad though, which is probably why I was able to keep her contained so easily without so much as a fight. Ok, what have I learned from this.......
1) He's just not that in to you. (Which I think I already knew)
2) You aren't really the booty call type. (Which is ok, because the lack of sex was clearly making you rethink this)
3) Your time will come. (It will be worth the wait.)
4) Clearly, I shouldn't have unlimited text messaging, because of the following:
Confession..... I sexted him a message. Ok, since were being overtly honest here, I did it on 4 different occasions. It was strangely exhilarating. But of course in retrospect, I don't want him having those pics of me forever. In fact, I don't want him having them at all. This is what snapped me back into adult reality. You know when you hear real adults telling their teens "That picture will be all over the internet and there is nothing you can do about it." I don't think he's smart enough to post it on the internet. However, I just hate that he can say I did it. My closet freak got the best of me. She and the crazy lady are starting to get just a tad out of hand. But that is a whole other post.
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