Church House, Jail House...
chool House, Out House...
They call it Nutbush City Limits. Comply with the speed limit. On highway number 19. And FFS don't forget to go to Church on Sunday.
Growing old. Deep bonds. Why do people fear them?
I'm still working out how growing to like someone over time ( as in really fancy them, because you spent time getting to know them and thought they were great ) is illegal.
Yes, fine; if it's not a mutual feeling and you then lock her in a cupboard I can see the problem; but in a normal dating and social environment shacking up with your best mate can actually really work.
Nope, I just don't get why people would fear a good solid fun bond like that, but...
They did, and now I am injured again. Someone lied about my wording, and then protected her wifebeater. Such is life. This is really just a status update as I heal. As a certain showgirl once said, 'you are frozen, when your heart's not open'. Due to injuries sustained my heart is still not open. I can feel it. Nope, we aren't there yet.
Unlike in my youth I'm not stupid enough to just jump from random sex to random sex, so...
Friendship is the focus for me now. Don't flap about all that dating crap ( I haven't got any money anyway ), just chill out and have a laugh. Laughter is a tonic with major healing abilities anyway.
Valentine's? I was woked up by a bossy little black girl-cat ( 50 Shades of Cat Fur. She does boss me about ), and have been snuggled by both. The duvet has seen some heavy burrito action, and all in all I am nicely chilled. Yeah, we're comfy and resting. Maybe next year :p
Yeah, I don't get why they're afraid of deep bonds; but to lie, throw away someone who genuinely thinks you rock, and then head back to your wifebeater, is off-the-scale stupid. And to then lie to your friends so that they'd attack the caring guy is...
Nah, I'm glad I walked. So many levels of fucked up going on there. The friends are just as fucked up as the lass, or they would not have turned a blind eye to so much; but then that's girl-gangs for you. In the hood life is rough and you have to BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Or you could sober up and not date wankers, but apparently that is too complicated.
Who has the creepier deep bond? The lass who won't leave her wifebeater ( a very deep solid bond there. Just ignore the injuries... ); or the bloke who genuinely likes the lass, strikes out, and takes about 6 months to get over her ( can't have been fake affection if it takes about 6 months for it to die off )?
Interesting though eh? Who would you trust emotionally? Someone with depth and genuine affection, who is kind, caring, and can take no for an answer? Or a wifebeater you seem addicted to ( self harm ahoy! )?
Indeed.
Such an unhealthy environment. Glad I'm gone *nods*.
Rest rest, heal heal, maybe next year.