Wednesday, 5:00 pm
I’m not sure what you mean by “I don’t think you are ready to hang out without anything happening…”?
I feel like you think I’m some kind of creep. Yes, I want something to happen, but it’s not sex. And, I wasn’t suggesting I come to your place. I was asking what you had planned, to see if you were open to meeting up, being out in public. I feel hopeless at times, like your not knowing what you want is leading me on. Am I a greater fool now? I must be. I don’t know how to talk to you about this without being an ass, but this one is something you should not get away with. I just don’t know how to be available to you – hoping to give you time to fall in love with me – without destroying myself.
