Moving on

I’m not a guy who shares his feelings a lot, but I’ve gotta get something off my chest. There’s a reason I haven’t been posting for a few months. Been kinda depressed and anxious, and feeling weird and kinda sad every time I go on this blog.

See the thing is, somebody died. Or, if they didn’t die, they disappeared. Feels like that happens every time I start to like somebody. Get close to ‘em. Then boom, they die.

I didn’t know @puppy-lovee, Finn, outside of tumblr. Didn’t interact with him outside of flirtin’ via askbox, reblogs, that shit. We never really sat down and talked. But I watched his posts, and we flirted back and forth, and I liked him. Liked him more than I guess I noticed.

And now he’s gone. He’s been gone for months, and I don’t think he’s comin’ back.

It fucking hurts. Its stupid, but it hurts. Miss him. Haven’t wanted to post and not see his likes and reblogs.

But I can’t keep waitin’ around forever for somebody who ain’t coming back. I have my own shit to do, own life to live. It’s 2022. Maybe everything’s gonna start coming up Victor.

Wherever Finn is, I hope he knows I gave a shit about him, and I hope somehow he gets his happy ending.

That’s the last you’ll hear about this from me.