At first I was like:
Then it registered:
Eventually (couple seconds later) I got over it:
But you know, in the end:
I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can’t think clearly. I can’t get off Tumblr (though that’s not new).
And then you go and get a girlfriend. Who I’m sure is lovely, but still.
And then you have to go and take a half-naked photoshoot?
At first I was all:
But then it dawned on me.
I will never have you.
And I just…
And yeah. Feelings and stuff.