After four years of being crushed into a blonde boy from my faculty, I asked him out last week. We went to a cat café, spent a good time together, got a dinner. I didn’t have any cash with me, therefore I asked him to pay for me, twice. I hoped to pay him back the next time we see each other, because I wanted it so.
However, there won’t be any other time. After a week of playing with me, he sent me a long message on instagram (we all know how inappropriate it is), stating, he has got a boyfriend already.
Interesting enough, four hours we spent together were apparently too short for telling me. He didn’t care to share a very long, complicated, and somehow creepy previous relationship of his, but forgot to mention that he’s with somebody. That’s strange, but who am I to judge?
He offered to me to be his gay friend, not in a romantic-relationship-way. Even though he’s the hottest guy I have ever dated, I am not interested anymore. He’s not too cool to be my friend, he’s not playing honestly. And also, I would have to pay the dinner back, which I, apparently, don’t want to.
[there’s not such a thing as a good friendzoned meme]
It’s all good now. I deleted instagram (like the app to get refreshed), got drunk and the most importantly, I woke up over him this morning. Isn’t that great?
Fuck love, go corporate.
