i walked in and she was practically sitting on his lap. it wasn't that i didn't trust him i didn't trust her. was i just being a girl? maybe. but seeing her eyes, and our eye talk, we both were on the same page. but then, maybe we both were being girls. it was really tonight that confirmed it for me. when another he, commented on the night. "i notcied that, that girl is whack, i hate when she chills with us." "why did he let her do that?" "you two never show any emotion." and he was right. how was that dumb whore to understand to stop laying on my boyfriend and stop touching his legs when someone who i hang out with every other day is constantly reminding me that my relationship is weird. i knew my name tag analysis was right in last week's entry. the saga continues.
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