Is this real?

[RiderOnTheStorm]

The INFJ texted me back last night, but I didn't get it until exactly 12 hours later. We've been texting back and forth for a few hours now. Looks like I'll be meeting him at his ranch with his family. I's so esited.

I'm jumping out of my skin. I don't know what to do with myself.

This dude here needs to give me his half of my gas money so I can getty-up on outta this b-word. *sings "Another One Bites The Dust"* *screams, softly*

That tarot reading is scary accurate.

 

[RiderOnTheStorm]

I'm a fool for this man. I make me sick.

 

[RiderOnTheStorm]

I DID, OR DID NOT SEE THAT ONE COMING! LMAO Fuck that morning after meeting him at the ranch. You were being such an asshole, _____. The first kiss after a few months was fucking priceless tho. God dammed electric. The sex, Oh my God... It was intense and emotional. But to hell with that morning. Ruined my whole fucking drive back to Albuquerque. Don't even get me started on Vegas. That shit left a scar. Remember Rosa's Cantina. The uncontrollable shaking and the soggy face, that was all because of the bullshit. I will remember the promise you made me for all the rest of my life. You said before that you don't make promises. That to promise something is to indicate that something is wrong. That your word should be good enough. Well I believed you and you wronged me, and you know it. I'm not saying that I don't forgive you, but you have my word that I sure as hell won't soon fucking forget.