Feb 20, 2007 03:27
I give boys second and even sometimes third chances simply because I want them to only realize what they gave up, or was missing out on. It’ll take me weeks, sometimes months to genuinely like a boy, but allow me just one lonely heartbeat and ill be over them. I’ll listen to a boy say he loves me and never feel guilty for not saying it back. Pet names make me cringe, and I’ll ignore him if he refers to me with one. I never give hickeys, and besides the thrill of receiving one, I hate getting them in return. It’s merely just a property stamp- allowing everyone to know that you two were intimately together the night before. I never let boys sleep over, even after a long night, or else he’ll start leaving his shit at your place, simply giving him a reason to return once you’ve called it quits.
I’ve realized that I'm a ridiculous excuse for a woman.