one time i was at your house- and we were laying bed. you said that we couldn't have sex because there were people at your house. and i'll give you that. i mean people, but also high people. but like a couple weeks later, we were at your house and you said "lets do it" but your mom and sheridan were there. so i was like "there are people here." but you didn't care.
i'm happy for you i guess. i mean you found someone who you can 'love' in front of your friends. i'm happy that your 'intimacy issues' and 'commitment issues' don't plague you anymore. because i'd hate for you to have another failed relationship. i'm happy that it took you a couple of weeks to get over me. but Bim took 6 fucking months, and even then the wound was still there. i'm happy you questioned my sexuality for the all of the time that we knew each other. but mostly i'm happy you're happy.
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