Today was our drama thingie in Independence Square.
No parental support and bf was AWOL...yay Me!
A took his shirt off...he let me touch his abs. B danced with me and I put my arms around his neck.
S was however quite present in my mind. And Ellinad remained as stiff and rigid as possible. Why do I have to stick my nose up? Why can't I just have fun like everyone else?
Then I think maybe this is just who I am. Why can't they accept it? Why do I have to change?
Its probably for the best that I didn't dance with A or B. Might have complicated things further. We all know how emotionally attached I get.
Sigh...
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