MmmMmmm
Please don’t confess lol. You keep saying you need to honest with me. You don’t. I can guess with near certainty what you want to tell me and I just. Don’t want to hear it. Don’t want to have to deal with the aftermath. Don’t want to have to figure out if I try to appease you even though I have the strongest feeling it won’t work or turn you down straight away and hope it doesn’t ruin things. Like there’s a pit of dread in my gut, in my heart, in my soul at the idea of hearing this. I know that’s probably not normal, that it’s probably super revealing, and so on. But like that’s not the issue here. I cannot and i do not want to hear any of what you want to tell me. I’ve guided you away from it before but know you seem determined and i’m so stuck. You’ve been one of my best friends at college but you have to understand that there’s no way this works out the way you want. Like I could try? But I’m pretty sure I’m gay and like I just don’t think it’ll work out. You’re too much white picket fence and I am anything but that. I’m freaking the fuck out here and I know you feel like you’re keeping a secret but I’m not a confessional and I don’t need to know.
