basics: Hi, I'm Erin, I'm a college student at Oregon State, bubbly, hopeless romantic, bookworm, cancer survivor, twin, and this is where i vent about life :) thanks for reading.
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So this is the day we were supposed to talk. We were supposed to work out everything we were worried about and fucking F-I-N-A-L-L-Y move forward. We have been friends for three years. We find out just last month that we have BOTH had feelings for each other the whole time. Romantic comedy plot much? The part that isn’t in the movie is where it takes us a month to talk about what we want to do, and then at the last second, the day we are supposed to meet, a mere two hours before, you send me a text asking to reschedule. I get that you’re in a bad mood and honestly its probably best we don’t talk if you are because I want you at your best and your most optimistic but it’s really hard to continue having patience with you. I have waited for THREE YEARS to have this conversation. I have waiting FOREVER to get off this rollar coaster ride and get a concrete decision from you. Seriously. I am ready to just get this conversation over with, know where we are going to go from here and have a starting point off which to live the rest of my life. At this point I am so ready to have ANY decision. I don’t even care if I don’t get the direction I want as long as I have one!
*phew*
I obviously needed to vent about all that. Because how do you put that in a text?
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