He asked me today if he should cut his hair. I wasn't ready for that. I told him what I thought honestly, because he asked. I said I liked his hair. I liked it a lot. And so he said he wouldn't cut it.
He cared what I thought enough that he kept it just because I said I liked it. And I wasn't prepared for that.
He also asked for my advice with girl stuff, which sounds a lot worse than it was. Apparently this girl from his school really likes him, but he's told her he doesn't like her and everything, but she's still under the impression that he likes her. A difficult situation that I may or may not have been in before, mostly where I was the girl who had too many feelings. Yeah, I've definitely been that girl before.
I wasn't prepared for this, not in the slightest. I wasn't prepared for staying up late talking to him about dumb shit, and I wasn't prepared to have to tell him what I find repulsive so he can get rid of girl, only to tell her that he's dating someone instead.
I wasn't prepared to feel the way I do, not for this guy. But hey, it's not my fault that everything I ever thought about him was wrong. It's not my fault that he's beautiful through and through.
3/3/2018
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unfinished snippets
RandomLittle things that I think of at random times - more or less an explosion of creativity straight from my brain. Sometimes I have ideas that i can't quite visualize so I put them here. Sometimes it's a snippet of a story I'm workshopping, other times...
