exposed cerebral cortex of a proletariat bike slut

entering a relationship with someone who was previously a friend has made me realize how fucking weird I am in relationships.

I can’t believe how much I’ve pulled away…

this week he toothbrushed me (bought me a toothbrush since I spend the night so much)..and I think he told me he loves me? Maybe it was an accident..nevertheless, it terrified me beyond belief..and its not the first time he accidentally said it. He probably means “love you” like a friend, but I still can’t help but fight the urge to bolt..

meanwhile, this week I asked him if we were in a relationship…(duh)…and then called him the wrong name, at the worst possible time.

why.why am I so bad at this?

I miss being his friend and understanding how to interact in a normal way..without losing complete trust..