He seems like a nice guy. Into fashion, loves bags, a self-confessed sentimental freak. He’s into food, has a sweet tooth. Music, we share music. And he’s a fucking fireman! A hot one at it! Most of all, he adores cat.

We had such great time last week getting to know one another, then one day, a stupid thought overcame me and I decides to shut him out from my life.

I feel sorry for this dude. He’ll never know why I’m so suddenly cold, and it’s not truly his fault in the first place. And then, I feel sorry for myself.