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I dated the guy I was texting for about a month. He's still great, but distance dating is totally sucko. So I'm back to square one. Well, let's call it square one and a half.
I've been having a totally shitty day. Why? I don't know. My ovaries are telling my brain that I'm sad and angry. I'm also upset because one of my best friends is talking to a girl, which is great because it means he's back in "the game," but it means that he doesn't talk much anymore. I'm fading back into the background. It happens every time one of my friends starts dating someone or starts "talking" to someone. It's stupid and selfish for me to be upset about this, but I have no good friends living here. I have nobody to talk to. I have nobody to hang out with. I keep ending sentences with prepositions. It's madness. To top everything off, I have a pooptastic job subbing for snot-nosed brats with entitlement complexes and expensive phone who think I'm subhuman. Fucking ridiculous. But I digress.
My point is that I've been having a really bad day because I'm selfish and a chick, and I have nobody to talk to about it. That's not true. I have people to talk to about it, but it would be so so sucky to talk to them about it because it's partly about them. And despite my rocky exterior, I have an aversion to hurting people's feelings. So I'll sit in silence. The internet will have to just swallow this. Nobody will ever see this.
I've been having a totally shitty day. Why? I don't know. My ovaries are telling my brain that I'm sad and angry. I'm also upset because one of my best friends is talking to a girl, which is great because it means he's back in "the game," but it means that he doesn't talk much anymore. I'm fading back into the background. It happens every time one of my friends starts dating someone or starts "talking" to someone. It's stupid and selfish for me to be upset about this, but I have no good friends living here. I have nobody to talk to. I have nobody to hang out with. I keep ending sentences with prepositions. It's madness. To top everything off, I have a pooptastic job subbing for snot-nosed brats with entitlement complexes and expensive phone who think I'm subhuman. Fucking ridiculous. But I digress.
My point is that I've been having a really bad day because I'm selfish and a chick, and I have nobody to talk to about it. That's not true. I have people to talk to about it, but it would be so so sucky to talk to them about it because it's partly about them. And despite my rocky exterior, I have an aversion to hurting people's feelings. So I'll sit in silence. The internet will have to just swallow this. Nobody will ever see this.