tsm for life

The fuck and chuck, I could have handled. We were mutually using each other. But this? This weird, pseudo-relationship limbo? This was too much. I was fine when you just wanted to eat *ahem* your cake, but I got confused when you wanted to have it too. He must like me, I thought. I guess he IS kind of cool, I thought. Maybe I actually like him too. And maybe it was an underlying desire for attention, or maybe it’s just because it seemed easy at the time, but just like that, I was trapped in a windowless dungeon of “I like you, but.”
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