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+ you know those people who, no matter what story or experience someone has to share, their story or experience is 10 x bigger and better than anyone's, ever? i know you do...not only that, but throw in the characteristics of "holier than thou" and extreme criticism? even better, toss in a glorifed view of violence and gore and the belief that others want to constantly be exposed to those views? ...normally with these kinds of situations i'm able to just kind of let it flow and not let it bother me, but when it's someone who you kind of have to be exposed to pretty regularly and maintain "not flipping out-ness" in order to not start shit in your "family", it sucks. :( that's all i have to say about that.
+ i have what most girls would die for--a wonderful boy/man with the same exact sense of humor as me, a kind heart and soul, an extremely level and responsible head on his shoulders, a truly individual and unique personality, who has never given me a reason not to trust him, a level of independence that makes me want him even more, the sexiest arms and shoulders i've ever been lucky enough to have wrapped around me, blah blah blah. you get the idea. i'm happier than clams. so...why can't i get this one (other) specific boy from the past out of my brain? i know that acting on these thoughts is totally out of the question and that i'm far more mature to even fathom starting drama like that at this point in my life, not to mention, i know that i wouldn't be able to live with myself if i ever in any way hurt my boy. so...what's the deal? i decided that my reservations and apprehensions about transitioning from "youth" into true "womanhood" is a direct correlation to my constant thoughts about "boy from past". i think "boy from past", being the last emotional, mutal, and intimate relationship i had before my current (and hopefully permanent, if i'm lucky) sweetie, really represents that time of my life where i was right on the edge of not having to grow up, of not having to think about my future, of just letting go and having fun and not caring. and there was a reason "boy from past" stayed in that mode of life and i moved on...i know there was a reason and i know what the reason is, and i know that i'm ready, but that doesn't mean i want to be ready.
+ i really love my cat.
likes: sierra nevada pale ale. sunny days. sundresses. doggies. broiled mushrooms. my boyfriend's beautiful teal eyes. dangly earrings.
dislikes: spending money. annoying men at the bar. potholes. fat days. cheap beer.
+ i have what most girls would die for--a wonderful boy/man with the same exact sense of humor as me, a kind heart and soul, an extremely level and responsible head on his shoulders, a truly individual and unique personality, who has never given me a reason not to trust him, a level of independence that makes me want him even more, the sexiest arms and shoulders i've ever been lucky enough to have wrapped around me, blah blah blah. you get the idea. i'm happier than clams. so...why can't i get this one (other) specific boy from the past out of my brain? i know that acting on these thoughts is totally out of the question and that i'm far more mature to even fathom starting drama like that at this point in my life, not to mention, i know that i wouldn't be able to live with myself if i ever in any way hurt my boy. so...what's the deal? i decided that my reservations and apprehensions about transitioning from "youth" into true "womanhood" is a direct correlation to my constant thoughts about "boy from past". i think "boy from past", being the last emotional, mutal, and intimate relationship i had before my current (and hopefully permanent, if i'm lucky) sweetie, really represents that time of my life where i was right on the edge of not having to grow up, of not having to think about my future, of just letting go and having fun and not caring. and there was a reason "boy from past" stayed in that mode of life and i moved on...i know there was a reason and i know what the reason is, and i know that i'm ready, but that doesn't mean i want to be ready.
+ i really love my cat.
likes: sierra nevada pale ale. sunny days. sundresses. doggies. broiled mushrooms. my boyfriend's beautiful teal eyes. dangly earrings.
dislikes: spending money. annoying men at the bar. potholes. fat days. cheap beer.