It's been gray for a week, and they say it's going to stay that way forever. Ok, at least until sometime next week.
Also, I haven't heard a peep out of Jon yet :/
I think we're playing the second phase of this game, and I'm at a severe disadvantage now. I'm trying my very very best not to let it get me down, but it's nearly impossible.
I hate this need for reassurance. I want so badly to abandon this cloying feeling telling me I'm horrible and not worth talking to. That I'm slutty, and stupid for beliving that I'd have anything worth coming back a second time for.
That kind of thinking is self defeating though, so I'm going to try and stop. First stop: A lovely warm bath.
