I’ve felt it a few times now. Considering how much I like him, it worries me when I get this feeling… in the pit of my stomach. Am I on to something?
- You will NOT have a guy sleep over if he has had his cock in you. Not even in the guest room.
- Refusing to admit that he likes me until I had made myself vulnerable and terrified.
- Refusing to admit that he loved me until I had made myself vulnerable and terrified.
- You will NOT go visit that guy you fucked (who is admittedly nuts) for dinner at a public restaurant.
When we talk about our future, I am moving to him. I am packing up my life. I am quitting my job. Honestly, I think I am willing. I have never been attached to the ground. I have found home in ALMOST every town where I found purpose.
BUT, am I giving up control over my life at every step?