when the game comes to an end..

alright. game's over. though i must admit it had been fun, in the end i grow some sort of conscience. we can't keep on playing these games. i can't keep on playing these games. it's dangerous for both of us.

especially realizing that i'm only going to end up hurting myself if i go on.

so i told him that we had to stop what we were doing.

not gonna deny it, i'm going to miss it. i don't think i'll ever have someone who can entertain my wildest fantasies and not judge me for them.

and, going back to work on Wednesday is going to be awkward.