Hello!!! And welcome to Madding Slowly, feat oversharing my own boring life. But first, how are you doing? Well, I am doing pretty fucking well. Turns out, at my friend's quinceañera party, there was this tall, curly, brunette boy whom I fancied, and yesterday he, one of his friends, my friend, and I went out to rollerskate. I fell twice, I was so ashamed and nervous because it was my first date ever.
I had a boyfriend over a year ago, but you know, stuff happened, and we broke up. And now I feel ready to start something new. I've healed my scars and all of that stuff. But the curious part there's still a remnant of your past experiences with love. You start to kind of compare, or at least for me, that's the case. I really cared about my ex, but now I don't feel the desire of wanting to get back with him. It's just so weird to "get back in the game". I am not very good at sharing my emotions and thoughts; I share, but I still keep a pretty big part of them in me. And now, at the possibility of having a relationship with this person, I need to open up and trust. But I just feel so weird. I tend to overthink, like yesterday was our first conversation, and now I am thinking of a relationship. Does he even like me? Like, I know I am average at least, so no problem with the looks, but in the personality, I am okay?, and God, I hate my body. But my friend told me he was into me. And it seems likewise.
We hugged, and I guess we flirted. We bothered each other and laughed. And in the end, shared a little kiss on the cheek. ( I felt he was so nervous to do that). To be pretty honest, I felt so happy. He bought me a Coke and some Pringles. (I've always joked that when a guy bought me those things, that'll be my soulmate, Ik so silly) So yeah, it seems pretty great, and now I am imagining fake scenarios of us together. It is intense, but I've had a crush on this guy since November, and just kind of stalked his social media because hell yeah, he is handsome and so my type. He's silly, and I laughed a lot really, I hate him. Well, not actually, but you know the feeling. I just want to talk to him again and re-live what happened yesterday, holding hands, him grabbing me so I wouldn't fall, and hugging. God, even now I am smiling. It is so cliché. Now we're talking and joking around via chat. I really want to see him again. So yeah, this is the end of cringe in love, your dearest not at all Silvia, thank you for reading.