Let the Chaos Begin...

So today was a test of character for me. I’ve been dying to read Trese ever since it came out but unfortunately, our local bookstore sucks so I haven’t had the chance to get a single copy. Today, to my surprise, they were available. All five graphic novels. I almost let out a small fanboy squeek. Normally I would just reach into my pocket and say “shut up and take my money” but then I realized: wait a minute, I’m supposed to be on a date today and damn, I need this money. The girl or Trese? Great. Now there’s a problem. What about other things like action figures and stuff? 

I don’t always fall in love but when I do, I… I don’t know. Game Of Thrones is a really good show. It’s sort of like a show that when you watch it, you wouldn’t really want to watch any other shows. All other shows are shit these days. The closest thing would be The Walking Dead I guess. Well anyway, all thanks to GOT, I met this girl at work a couple of months ago. She’s cute and all and I love it because she wears glasses. So she found out through a friend tha I’m a huge GOT fan and one day she approached me and said she was too. So then it began that way I guess. This cute girl with eye glasses. We started to chat on FB talking about the show and then made it a little personalized through text. This girl has a kid. Cute little kid that she loves very much I guess. We never really talk about it though, her past and all. I assume she just wants to start new or something. One time I forced the issue and asked her about the ex that got her pregnant and she stopped texting me for almost a day and it devastated me so much. I think I love this girl with the cute little glasses. I’m not really sure if she feels the same way too but she agrees to hang with me multiple times so I guess… I don’t know. I don’t really care. My favorite one was when we watched Star Trek and she fell asleep almost leaning on my left shoulder the first 10 minutes of the movie. I’m not concerned about the past or the future right now. I just want to be with her all the time. I’m too clingy I guess. I attach myself to stuff too much. Also, I’m scared. I haven’t been into a lot of relationships. Only had two in my 27 years of existence. One doesn’t even count because it was long distance and only through text and online. What frightens me the most is the ever looming heartbreak. But I don’t want to talk about it right now.