Bastard.

It's my fault. I let it go on for too long.
It was fun for a little while.
Now I'm just mad.

I thought he might actually want to come hang out with me. As a friend, no strings attached. I could be good. He could've just said no. I would've left him alone. I should've left him alone.

lol Could shoulda woulda

Instead it was a text conversation played out over several hours, his flirting and me trying to provoke him out of his hiding place.
With absolutely nothing, in the end.

I don't know who he thinks I am. But I'm not some teenage sex fiend that can't control myself.
Yes I kissed him.
Yes I like him.
But I don't need that.
I need a friend.


Bastard.