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16 years ago
Once upon a time...
One of us had to move on. Guess it was me.
"Boyfriend told Johnny that boyfriend miffed about girlfriend having art of ex above bed. Because boyfriend thinks girlfriend still very in love with ex."
Despite the fact Johnny (and the rest of us) talk in third person alot, that news broke me. He had confronted me about it Sunday, and I replied with "I'm as over him as I can be." But he knows. Hes a reader and he can tell I'm lying.
Fuck.
So I took the art down, kissed them goodbye, and hid them away. I feel like shit.
"We're terrified to fall in love with each other." He said that last night.
FUCK.
So what do you do when you can't draw your muse because your boyfriend can actually read your intentions in every image?
"Boyfriend told Johnny that boyfriend miffed about girlfriend having art of ex above bed. Because boyfriend thinks girlfriend still very in love with ex."
Despite the fact Johnny (and the rest of us) talk in third person alot, that news broke me. He had confronted me about it Sunday, and I replied with "I'm as over him as I can be." But he knows. Hes a reader and he can tell I'm lying.
Fuck.
So I took the art down, kissed them goodbye, and hid them away. I feel like shit.
"We're terrified to fall in love with each other." He said that last night.
FUCK.
So what do you do when you can't draw your muse because your boyfriend can actually read your intentions in every image?
*sighs*