Too much homework to do and WAY too much on my mind.
Damn ex boyfriend! Choosing presentation week to come back from the grave! **Shaking fist**
Not that it matters...I know for a fact I like the ladies...it's just disturbing that he claims to still be in love with me 4 years later. I think he's making up about 75% of this B.S. and the challenge of me being gay just forces him to pursue. It's in vain.
Thinking right now before I do my paper about how far i've come in this whole sexuality business. Seems my psycho radar's become as attuned as my gaydar. I know when to run and when to bat eyelashes.
Things don't hurt as much anymore. It used to be such a disappointment, when someone lied to me or used me or was just plain ol' crazy. I used to be so sensitive. I guess i'm more realistic now.
Again, I reiterate the medium I am trying to reach: I'm not ready for a bride, but I don't want a casual fuck. Am I the only person who gets this? Is there no happy medium that exists between a booty call and a wife? Geez.
I have a lot of love to give and it seems this same pattern always falls in my love prospects:
(1) Love interest is a psycho, does not care if she treats me like shit
(2) Love interest is a good person, so good she is afraid to hurt me and does not take a chance.
It ALWAYS falls under these two categories. There have been no exceptions.
I wish chicks wouldn't be so afraid of hurting me all the time. This past year has toughned me up o' plenty.
AAARGH matey, back to schoolwork...it never ends, i'm always swabbin' the decks.
Damn ex boyfriend! Choosing presentation week to come back from the grave! **Shaking fist**
Not that it matters...I know for a fact I like the ladies...it's just disturbing that he claims to still be in love with me 4 years later. I think he's making up about 75% of this B.S. and the challenge of me being gay just forces him to pursue. It's in vain.
Thinking right now before I do my paper about how far i've come in this whole sexuality business. Seems my psycho radar's become as attuned as my gaydar. I know when to run and when to bat eyelashes.
Things don't hurt as much anymore. It used to be such a disappointment, when someone lied to me or used me or was just plain ol' crazy. I used to be so sensitive. I guess i'm more realistic now.
Again, I reiterate the medium I am trying to reach: I'm not ready for a bride, but I don't want a casual fuck. Am I the only person who gets this? Is there no happy medium that exists between a booty call and a wife? Geez.
I have a lot of love to give and it seems this same pattern always falls in my love prospects:
(1) Love interest is a psycho, does not care if she treats me like shit
(2) Love interest is a good person, so good she is afraid to hurt me and does not take a chance.
It ALWAYS falls under these two categories. There have been no exceptions.
I wish chicks wouldn't be so afraid of hurting me all the time. This past year has toughned me up o' plenty.
AAARGH matey, back to schoolwork...it never ends, i'm always swabbin' the decks.
you gotta do like that one makers song 'do what i wanna' and roll.
the pirate ending is kind of creepy though. i mean like seriously, if you, or anyone for that matter rolled up on me pirate style, i'd fucking freak. fully.
febo
but now, dammit, i'm back to thirsty. change your list.