enamoured | you don't mean nothing at all to me.

How do you know when you're over someone in that sense?

I never know. It always tends to happen abruptly, when those deep feelings just disappear all of a sudden and I kind of go, "Oh. Okay. I can move on now." It's weird, really, especially considering how I allow myself to feel so much for guys who don't care that much for me.

I checked out Blonde Bond's Facebook profile for new pictures, and... nothing. I didn't feel a thing. I didn't sigh at his good looks, didn't feel a thing when I saw a picture of him and his girlfriend. It was this odd numbness, and I'm surprised that I feel this way. It started the day that I saw him twice in the span of fifteen minutes and we never said a word to each other--the beginning of the end of whatever I felt for him--and now I guess that it's permanent. It's over.

So, apparently I've made some progress in twenty-two years.

Also? WHEN IS THE MAIL COMING. Someone was sending me a card!