The Y Chrmosone and Why I Hate It
So the last 2 days I have spent too many (being more than zero) hours in the presence of the guy that though my heart was a hackysak/piece of meat. Like part of me is like cool we can be friends, hang out, joke about the past. But them I'm like you fucking asshole you left me, cost me countless hours of tears and depression, and then you were malicious and cruel....now you want to be all hey how are you? Fuck you you're the main reason I can't seem to have a relstionship where I'm not paranoid and neurotic.
In other news Dan went back to Seattle yesterday. You know I really hate it when people are constantly askign if you're a couple. Why must we label everything? Why can't I just care about a guy, spend time with him, and make out? And the worst part is even when I want to say yes, I'd like to be able to say that without getting everyone's comments and concern's. I'm happy, fuck off.
So in conclusion....Always keep your new beau on the DL and your old boys far away but thinking you look hot.
It's my day off.......wake and bake anyone??
In other news Dan went back to Seattle yesterday. You know I really hate it when people are constantly askign if you're a couple. Why must we label everything? Why can't I just care about a guy, spend time with him, and make out? And the worst part is even when I want to say yes, I'd like to be able to say that without getting everyone's comments and concern's. I'm happy, fuck off.
So in conclusion....Always keep your new beau on the DL and your old boys far away but thinking you look hot.
It's my day off.......wake and bake anyone??