Why, when there is a perfectly sane, funny, smart, attractive boy totally into me, do I find 8,000 reasons why I can't date him. (one of them being distance. That's legit, right?)
While at the SAME TIME, am totally enamored with a boy I've seen twice in the last five months. (With whom I obviously think I have an amazingly deep personal connection that transcends time and space.)
Duh, V. If he REALLY liked you, he'd CALL you. My life is an even WORSE episode of Sex and the City. Except with startlingly little of the former.
cheers,
v
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