Squirmy
UPDATE! Middle school crushes I guess have to die. Before I get into the bulk of this post I want to give an update to the last; because it was SO short (sarcasm) that it needed more information. So I left him alone (this post is going to be confusing if I don't start giving these people names... this 'him' is going to be 'Bamm) we would text on and off, nothing serious. Actually I should say: I text Bamm on and off and he half ass responds. But because I'm manipulative I kept bating Bamm, bringing up subjects I knew he'd want to chime in on or give his two cents. I stroked his ego and appealed to his "Alpha" nature knowing that he'd want to give advice or be heard to know that "he knows best" gag. The last such text encounter was the lit fuse to maybe end it all (hopefully for good). There is another pup in the area (let's call him 'Bandit') I've been talking to. Told Bandit that I wanted him to invite me out the next...