Is it a bad sign when your social life starts to feel more like work than that thing you do that actually pays your rent? All I wanna do is stay home and be a big nerd with my math homework, but I have a date. I'm supposed to do a photo shoot for BF#2's friend, running around in fetish gear, lots of fun, and then go out with him after, but I'm tired, cranky, and already saw BF#1 last night. I am a hard core poly girl, but sometimes, this shit is exaughsting! Plus, the entire conversation with BF#2 about how I was going back to poly and dating BF#1 again apparently has being erased from his memory due to all the drugs he was on at the time, so now I have to have a second uncomfortable talk all over again. 
Yikes... What a mess.
Maybe I should just be celibate till the end of the semester... Yeah right.
Yikes... What a mess.
Maybe I should just be celibate till the end of the semester... Yeah right.