All my life I've had this nagging suspicion that when I think things, they almost always happen.
Yesterday, I thought about Brian and how I hadn't heard from him and how it would be nice to see him but it was probably for the better this way. How am I supposed to find "me" if I have someone who requires attention away from myself and can only bring confusion.
Anyway, he contacted me today while I was at work. He wants to talk. I said yes. How can you deny someone who has been such an important part of your life for so long?
Was it the wrong thing to do? Probably. But it felt good at the time...we'll see how things go tomorrow.
He is escorting me to my nose piercing and I guess some lunch.
What the fuck am I supposed to think? I want someone to tell me what to do. Then I wouldn't have to care about feelings and soulmates and the perfect match and all of the bullshit that comes with choice.
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