And so I discover that I have another one. This guy was just a not so close friends of mine, I can count the times we meet with one hand, and now he’s all about missing me, about how much he loves me and how I’m the woman of his life. He’s saying that he want to get lost in the city I moved in just to try to see me and he don’t like my college friends, because I spand more time with then (even it’s just for homework). He just got mad because one of this friends. We’re alike in so many ways, I can’t say that we never had any other intention, but wait, that’s my life, right? i have the right to like and fell in love with who I consider the best for me. Really, I hate when people think they can say things about my life like this. He’s not special to my. He’s just… A friend. And the bad side is that he KNOWS this and still try. Things are getting even worse, another day he said something about “just spand a night with me”, because that’s enough for him. What the fuck. WHO he think I AM? I’m not a prostitute! So so so so mad about this. Really. I trying to get away, but he keeps searching for me. I’m really scared.