Okay so, this actually happened like a week or two ago, but I've been too lazy to type about it. But I'm single now!
So theres not really much to the break up.
Basically he came over two Thursdays ago and we were finally alone together.
We were in my room, just me and him, with the door closed.
So I obviously forced him to watch Hamilton because... is Hamilton.
So were were sitting and spooning on my bed with my laptop in front of us and I just had this feeling.
Like when people describe being in love and being touchy feeley with eachother it usually described as a happy and safe feeling.
But whenever we cuddled it just didn't feel like that to me.
I really wouldn't have mined if we had just held hands and ate snacks while watching, but he was always very cuddly.
So I was laying there, and something about it just didn't feel like it should have. But of course I had denied everything before that so I convinced myself that I was feeling safe and happy.
So the movie ended and I just kind of turned to him, expecting him to make a comment and want to talk about the movie and let me rant.
But he just sat there quietly and looked at me.
So we just went out to go get some food for lunch.
I made us some mini pizzas and we sat at the table to eat. The whole time I kept on asking him "what do you want to talk about?" And stuff like that and he'd always just shrug.
I was starting to get frustrated because ever since school got out it's been like that and I always felt like I was carrying on all of the conversations.
And it just didn't feel right. Eventually he we just went with our pizza to go watch a movie.
He wanted to watch cloudy with a chance of meatballs so I put it on in my chair.
So again, we were just sitting there and snuggling.
At this point I didn't even feel like talking to him because I was starting to get annoyed.
So it was about ten minutes until he needed to leave.
We were talking about something random in the movie and all the sudden he wanted to kiss.
And I don't really like to kiss that often.
I'd rather kiss like not a lot. It's not like I don't like kissing, I love them, but I just feel like it should be special when people kiss.
And I especially didn't want to do anything because I was annoyed, but I gave him a small kiss anyway.
Then out of nowhere he litterally asks "can I touch your butt?"
Like-
W h a t
Who just asked that. And I was clearly not in the mood.
I obviously said no and turned away.
Then I didnt talk to him or look at him and he kept apologizing.
And I told him I'm not ready for anything like that yet. TWICE.
So I said it was fine and he just kept on saying sorry.
So I just kinda shut down. Because I was scared.
I don't really know why, it just made me feel uncomfortable that he wanted to do that.

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NonfiksiA very private diary made available to the public this is pretty old, you'll get bored with all the drama. You can just skip around if you so wish to read. Just my trauma dumping in like the first 3/4 👉👉