Ok, well, more news from the land of fucked-overness.
I was horribly upset so I ended up spending the night at my Piece O' Ass's house. We had incredible guilty tear-stained sex most of the night **cough**, at the end of which we confessed that we loved each other. However, I cannot hop from one serious relationship to the next; especially after four years, I need some time to be single. SINGLE. He understood and told me that he'd always be there if I changed my mind and would continue to be one of my best friends in the meantime. Which is pretty much the situation with Boy #1.
How did this happen? I said goodbye to two great loves in one week, but they both love and support me. I feel like I have the worst extreme of good fucking luck-- so good it's fucking horrible. How the hell do I find these wonderful guys I could stay with forever that no one else seems to be able to find, when all I want is some casual flirting (dating/sex)? Couple that with the fact that I complain I'm too damn skinny I could make a case for most hated woman on the planet.
Ugh. I feel like shit. Fuck this; I am shooting another practice set today now I have my new camera then I am going OUT tonight and getting FUCKING DRUNK. Maybe I'll take some of that gods-damned cold medicine and enthrall myself with a ball of string.
Oh, Lord Jesus help me. I just remembered my mother is coming down on Monday. I think she's bringing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse with her. And I saw a pale horse.... and thy name was Mom.
Okay. No more of this moping.
Oi to the world! and everybody wins!
I was horribly upset so I ended up spending the night at my Piece O' Ass's house. We had incredible guilty tear-stained sex most of the night **cough**, at the end of which we confessed that we loved each other. However, I cannot hop from one serious relationship to the next; especially after four years, I need some time to be single. SINGLE. He understood and told me that he'd always be there if I changed my mind and would continue to be one of my best friends in the meantime. Which is pretty much the situation with Boy #1.
How did this happen? I said goodbye to two great loves in one week, but they both love and support me. I feel like I have the worst extreme of good fucking luck-- so good it's fucking horrible. How the hell do I find these wonderful guys I could stay with forever that no one else seems to be able to find, when all I want is some casual flirting (dating/sex)? Couple that with the fact that I complain I'm too damn skinny I could make a case for most hated woman on the planet.
Ugh. I feel like shit. Fuck this; I am shooting another practice set today now I have my new camera then I am going OUT tonight and getting FUCKING DRUNK. Maybe I'll take some of that gods-damned cold medicine and enthrall myself with a ball of string.
Oh, Lord Jesus help me. I just remembered my mother is coming down on Monday. I think she's bringing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse with her. And I saw a pale horse.... and thy name was Mom.
Okay. No more of this moping.
Oi to the world! and everybody wins!VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
Good luck, it will all work out in the end.
Good luck with your head!