So Here's What Happened

Scott just wants to be friends. He was genuinely sad that I've been as hurt as I was, and he told me that I needed to do whatever was best for me to get over it. Fair enough. But we spent the day at the Festival and then had dinner and it was just fun. Some parts of the day I just felt ridiculously pained that he was no longer my boyfriend, whenever he pouted and did silly things, and well he looked really fucking good too. He had on his glasses and had grown a goatee that just really suited him, and he was thinking about shaving it and I told him to keep it, it was too sexy to lose and even if I didn't enjoy it someone should. Lucky git's going on a monthlong vacation on Monday. I wish I could have one of those. I wish I could be far from my computer and my phone and just not have to worry about all the things I do. Anyhow I've got some sun and a netflix movie so I'm going to relax a little.