Turns Out I'm Not A Pussy After All, I Actually Have A Really Bad Infection And Have To Go To The Hospital

Turns out I'm not a pussy after all, I actually have a really bad infection and have to go to the hospital in a few days, yippee!!

But, hey, at least I didn't waste the doctor's time.

When our sleep schedules are so different that I have had 3 breakdowns by the time he wakes up and fast asleep again when he's actually getting his stuff done.

He want to meet up tomorrow...

I am kinda very scared that he'll go no contact with me, haha....

Hahahahaha.

But I know I shouldn't be.

I know...

I know I shouldn't be.

I'm sorry for thinking that everyone will always leave me.

I am sorry.

Kinda nsfw maybe??

How the fuck can it be that I had an awesome time with him, really just great even tho I've been really depressed the last few weeks (years) and when I leave everything breaks?

Like, when I left, I wanted to say goodbye, like we normally do, with kisses and stuff, but nooo

Because jerking off on the toilet was just way more important to him than actually saying goodbye.

The only reason I even know that he was doing that, is because he didn't fucking lock the door and I wanted to fucking use the loo.

But noooo

Instead I walk in on him, dick out, jerking off to fucking pornhub??

What the fuckkkkkkk?

I know that I'm desperate, but I really wanna text him...

When I texted him

I'm overcome by happiness when I think of you btw

And he answered with

You are overdramatic

That kinda hurt...