not happy. not broken. just not happy.

i can't remember what i was calling her, but the actual lesbian girl i had an interest in, and may or may not have asked out, is now seeing someone. someone who isn't me.

my initial response was "whatever." but the more i thought about it, the more it stewed (in my juices) the more it pissed me off. but really, i mean REALLY, sock, whatever. get over it. i can say this about her- i must not have liked her that much, as she never appeared in any of my dreams. which is one way i count importance in my life. strange.

i had some really great dreams last night. there was some time traveling incident with the bball coach, some time in ny, and some cuddling with some unknown girl. nice dreams.

you know what? i'm lonely. yup, there it is- that thing called the truth. i'm lonely. and having a straight girl crush, while technically distracting, is kind of a pain in the ass. because we all know how those end. i know all too well.

is it my turn yet?