Would the pouring kindly return to a gentle rain?
I have no idea what I want to do with my life - - - this fact has been established on a number of occasions. It's fine.
What is currently plaguing my existence is the playing of cards by three very different men, all of whom, at one point or another, have been the object of my affection.
A) Ryan - - - we all know that saga. No need for a summary (because even that would be long). He visited this weekend. It's fine, no harm done. UNTIL one of my sororstitute sisters sends me a text message that states she wants me and Ryan to get married and live in Johnstown. Okay, fine, but I was done with the Ryan thing. For the first time in the entirety of our relationship, I could have honestly said that I was done with Ryan O'Hare (other times, as I'm sure all that know me could surmise, I was lying). So now I'm thinking about Ryan again.
B) Andy (know to most as Rothrock) - - - he's feeling down on his luck in the love department so we joke about getting married and having kids. Okay, it's fine to joke about such things, but now I'm thinking about taking them seriously. FUCK! We have a conversation on the phone this evening that basically maps out our entire life together and after I hang up I get a text message that reads, "Branden is a very lucky guy" (I'll get to Branden in a minute). Now, is this a "I'm jealous of Branden" sort of message, or is this a friendly, "Branden should know what a great person you are" sort of message. FUCK!!!
C) Branden (Rooter, Biter, et al.) - - - personally, I think he's the one. I think this because he has been in my life since I've met him. Granted Andy has been too, but Andy and I have had no romantic connections AND we've had some killer fights where I've been the one to smooth things over. Andy doesn't apologize. On the other hand, Branden and I have had a number of "romantic connections" and we haven't had any sort of fight. And I'm madly in love with him...which plays a large part in this entire soap opera. Branden is the only one that I believe that I am in love with.
Bah, I don't have time for this shit.
What is currently plaguing my existence is the playing of cards by three very different men, all of whom, at one point or another, have been the object of my affection.
A) Ryan - - - we all know that saga. No need for a summary (because even that would be long). He visited this weekend. It's fine, no harm done. UNTIL one of my sororstitute sisters sends me a text message that states she wants me and Ryan to get married and live in Johnstown. Okay, fine, but I was done with the Ryan thing. For the first time in the entirety of our relationship, I could have honestly said that I was done with Ryan O'Hare (other times, as I'm sure all that know me could surmise, I was lying). So now I'm thinking about Ryan again.
B) Andy (know to most as Rothrock) - - - he's feeling down on his luck in the love department so we joke about getting married and having kids. Okay, it's fine to joke about such things, but now I'm thinking about taking them seriously. FUCK! We have a conversation on the phone this evening that basically maps out our entire life together and after I hang up I get a text message that reads, "Branden is a very lucky guy" (I'll get to Branden in a minute). Now, is this a "I'm jealous of Branden" sort of message, or is this a friendly, "Branden should know what a great person you are" sort of message. FUCK!!!
C) Branden (Rooter, Biter, et al.) - - - personally, I think he's the one. I think this because he has been in my life since I've met him. Granted Andy has been too, but Andy and I have had no romantic connections AND we've had some killer fights where I've been the one to smooth things over. Andy doesn't apologize. On the other hand, Branden and I have had a number of "romantic connections" and we haven't had any sort of fight. And I'm madly in love with him...which plays a large part in this entire soap opera. Branden is the only one that I believe that I am in love with.
Bah, I don't have time for this shit.