You mean he cuts off all communication with me? Because we have officially not been a thing for over a year and a half now.
If that happens, wherein he decides I will not be part of his life in the slightest, I will probably cry ugly tears for a few weeks. Lose my apetite. Feel nauseous. Cry some more. Get pretty. Fuck bitches, get money. Be over it.
That is my process.
I assume anyway. I’ve never had a real heartbreak before.
Moderate I guess. I don’t actually meet new people very often, and even more rare are the people I meet that I want to be friends with.
I have a hard time maintaining surface relationships. There is a huge difference to me between an acquaintance, and a friend.
Also, I don’t tend to approach people. If I do, I’m usually drunk and it is to insult them about sports I know nothing of (Yes, I am that drunk girl). If you approach me and I think you’re funny, it’s a safe bet that I will hang out with you again. As long as you make the first move the next few times too. I have this insecurity where I think people don’t want me around unless I know them REALLY well, or they were the ones to initiate contact.
So I would say… It is easy for me to make friends, so long as they are invested in hunting me down… Unless you corner me too much in which case I will freak out and only pick up my phone every third time you call. I can’t handle overbearing either.
I think, in conclusion, it is less a question of, is it easy for me to make friends, and more of a question of, how easy is it for others to make friends with me?
Because I am a very good friend.
But it’s not easy to get to friend status with me.
A 40 in each pocket plus pretending one is a penis? Yes I do this a lot