hyenahell

first order of bid'nez.

ya know, i love my SG folks. you guys rule. y'all are the best friends i've never actually met that a gal could have.

that said, i present-
startling revelation #9:
(yes, the pondering continues.)

i should be in a relationship where i am appreciated for the things i actually like about my personality. i need a partner to reinforce me, not try to deconstruct me, fix me, and put me back together to better fit his/her needs.
i want someone who shares my interests. someone to raise hell with. someone who i can call at the spur of the moment and enlist for some hair-brained scheme or impractical quest.
i want someone who doesn't try to pull this passive-agressive bullshit on me, who isn't afraid to get mad, throw shit, yell and bitch until silenced by an empty whiskey bottle over the noggin. and who will have passionate make-up sex afterwards, and let the water under the bridge be just that- fuckin' gone.
i need someone who's gonna respect me, consider me an equal. someone who won't talk down to me. who is not under the impression that i need to be taken care of, or need to be told what's best for me.
hell, i know what's "best" for me, and if i choose to blatantly ignore that knowledge, then that's my problem.
and most importantly, this person should enhance my mood, not alter it, when i am around them. i should enjoy the company of said partner, who in turn should enjoy the company of yours truly.

that's it.

is that so hard?

is that too much to ask for?

or is my narcicism getting the better of me again?

either way. xoxoxo
(and many thanks for y'all who care)
-Hyena "how the fuck did i wind up here?" Hell.