#212.
Oh my fucking god. I'm the initiator. I don't want to be! It scares me! I know it's bitchy of me. But really, I can't help comparing you to him.. Although him and I are over, he still lingers. It's not like you can say your past doesn't still stick around with you. Well yeah. With him it was all "Oh Tien! Do this with me!" nothing dirty.. He just wanted us to move forward. Like, hang out. he'd be the one to make plans and everything. Where as with you, I feel like I'm the one to say "Hey, T! Let's blahblah!" isn't that the guy's job?

I sound like I've got some kind of damage, so I'll stop. But you get my point..

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