Oh god i had such a great time in Auckland, and I miss it so much. I felt so happy just sitting in a beautiful, secluded, dimly-lit restaurant with that boy, and our late night pillow talk, cuddling and sex.
Sometimes I feel like I’m catching up on certain social lessons and phases — which I missed out on because of both my periods of varying social isolation and the periods when I’ve just had a marked lack of friends.
I’m so glad at how far I am from where I used to be though.
It’s funny how when a friendship finally reaches its end, and you lose a type of emotional involvement/interest in them, you can finally see the ways that person really fucked you over and messed with you, as well as how shit they were.
He has a really sweet laugh, he’s a genuinely interesting and intelligent person, and he doesn’t appear to have any of the hang ups, egocentricity or arrogance that a lot of the guys I’ve dated have possessed. He’s super sweet.