𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐘
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𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒
"please, you wouldn't be able to handle me."
"wanna find out?"
"yeah? what are you gonna do?"
"bend you over the counter and show you how...
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𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: Empire State of Mind — Jay-Z & Alicia Keys ･♩: *･ﾟ🎼 :* ◄◄ ▐▐ ►► ･ﾟ♪: * ･ﾟ♫:*
i was still having a hard time processing the fact that twenty twenty one was almost over. and on top of it all did you know betty white died today. that's one shitty way of ending out the new year, and what's even worse was that her birthday was only in three weeks.
right now i was sitting in the airbnb i had booked for my stay at new york, it's cliché as hell but i want to actually spend a new years in new york and watch the ball drop like those couples do on the tv every year.
i low key have separation problems , it's been almost a week and a half since i've seen jack and i was so close to losing my mind. literally had changed my lock screen twenty times already and each time it was a different picture of jack.
he was so emotionally distant it was starting to wonder if he was cheating on me with girls from kentucky, you know the ones that rode horses and shit because didn't jack grow up on a farm or something? it's the classic horse girl, farm boy love story and jack attracted some crazy people. who knew what the girl could have been plotting.
i feel like i was overthinking it a lot, but my brain couldn't help but wonder- even if i knew it was far from the truth.
he said he was gonna be in new york late because he wanted to spend more time with his mom and i'm not complaining, i was gonna do that same thing until my mom basically forced me to go.
last time i called him he didn't answer so that either meant two things. one, he was on his flight or two, he just didn't answer.
it was most likely option one and i was over exaggerating and over thinking like usual.
but what if he didn't even make it to his flight, i wouldn't know since he literally hasn't spoken or texted me since yesterday. i'm honestly considering having a chip put in his neck like a dog.
i groaned out loud and tossed my phone on my bed, see this is why i didn't date. it was either me who had the poor communication skills or it was the dude.
jack, whether he liked it or not, wasn't really speaking to me much these days. i'm not talking about conversation communication, i'm talking about relationship communication. he seemed to be bottling his feeling up and he didn't think i noticed.
