Flatline

Things between me and my butterfly are pretty much dead. He cancelled a sleep over last night. He said it just wasn't in the cards for him, as he's in a "bad head space".

What the fuck is a bad head space? Honestly, I don't get that. How bad can your head be to turn down SEX?!

I know that when I dumped Simon, I was in the worst emotional state of my life. But my head still had enough sense in it to recognize that I shouldn't start a relationship that I couldn't fully participate in.

Butterfly started a relationship with me, and is now backing out because he's not emotionally equipped to deal with it.

I wish he would have just said from the beginning, "All I want is sex from you, whenever I want it. Don't make plans with me, don't introduce me to your friends, just boo-tay please and thanks." That way I could have made an informed decision about whether to get involved. But that's not what happened. He wooed me. He played the part of a boyfriend, which is what I was looking for.

So with that, I quit. Again.

Never again.
Never again.
Never again.
Never again...