I thought we were okay.
I mean, there's not really a 'we' to begin with.
But, still.
It's suprising how quickly one throwaway comment can burrow into your brain and taint your view of someone.
I hate this. It feels wrong. Like I'm missing something or doing something wrong. Like I'm not quite there, or it doesn't matter if I am.
Sing up Louise.
I guess that's why I'm competitive, they don't need me there. But i'm getting that part.
Small pleasures, small pleasures, who could deny us these.
