AUGH
I feel like I'm in a crashing train.
A backstory, if you will. This is my first boyfriend, my first relationship of any kind really. Most of the time I'll meet someone, then just let the window for beyond-friend ness slip by because I don't want to date someone unless I can see it lasting a good amount of time. And this one wasn't my choice.
Don't get me wrong, I like Kyle. But thats it. I feel guilty having him drive out to get me every time, I can't afford the stuff he likes to do so he pays for it. It's not a good situation.
And the week I was grounded? I didn't miss him. He apparently missed me like crazy, and I think I thought of him twice.
I think I'm gonna slow it down. And it sounds bad, especially since we're barely passed two weeks now, with one of those being me locked up at home. But A) this is going too fast for me. He's planning things for us to do in March. That scares me. B) Neither of us know what the hell we're doing. I was his first kiss. That should scare you too. C) He likes me ALOT more than I like him. It's not something to break up over, but I can't see it lasting, and I'm being as realistic as possible. And the only part that makes me sad is that I think I should be sad but I'm not.
Fuckin' A.