sometimes i get really needy and bullshitty and i recognize that now. i put manchild through a ridiculous amount of nonsense last night over a joke he made. then when he tried to compliment me i twisted it around. pms, stop it.
so what if we don’t have a label.
i said, “well are we just friends or are we more?” because for some reason i need to have a label on things
and he said “i don’t care what you call us, i just want you to come back tomorrow.”
if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
he wants to keep me around because he enjoys being with me. we enjoy each other.
labels are entirely unnecessary for us. and it took me a while to actually realize that. i like what we are. and i like what we do. and if people ask me what we are or who he is to me, i will say he is manchild. that is all anyone else needs to know.