Confessions of a 20-something Drama Queen

West Hollywood ain't got shit on me.

I was gonna!

I was going to get on here and type something about how I really think I’m falling in love with this guy, but after reading David’s post, I can’t. 

There are so many things about the past I miss.  That part where I had no responsibilites, except to call my mom at midnight and tell her where I was, usually over at David’s.  I remember that 4th of July a year ago when I was on his back deck lighting off fireworks and swimming until my limbs couldn’t swim anymore.  Partaking in nasty-ass frozen margaritas no one else seemed to notice were absolutely disgusting.  Trying to eat enough food so his mom would stop saying “No one is eating anything!” 

And then a lot of other stuff happened between now and then.  I got new jobs, David moved away, and we both sorta grew up.  I love David, and I’m sure I always will.  We both have our own lives now, but I always want him to be a part of mine…even if he’s off in New York being a famous graphic designer.  You’re gonna help me with my first apartment, I hope you know that.  If I ever get it. 

People will always change.  But change is always temporary. 

-kt.