I would be so winning...
This is the first night in awhile that I will sleep alone. I hate sleeping alone. I spent the last four days at my boyfriend's house, and it was absolutely amazing. It's strange how far we have progressed. I never have to "explain myself" with him. He knows how I mean things, and that I don't take anything too serious. Another plus, I'm feeling less and less like "The Girlfriend" when I hang out with his closest friends.
On Saturday, before I left his house for a 9 1/2 hour shift at work, he had told me that I could have a bubble bath when I got off. So, when I got off work I texted him asking "Is the bubble bath offer still available?". And all he said was "Yes." When I got to his house, there were so many cars that I could not park in his driveway, nor could I park in front of his house. I had to park a couple houses down the street. His back deck was filled with people, and when I made it in the house, the kitchen was packed too. I did not even have the slightest idea that anyone would even be there. I simply just told him that I was going to bed. However, I decided against that and called my best friend who lives in Texas. I went on a walk, and ended up walking a couple of miles. After awhile when I arrived back at his house, he finally calls me and was like "Soo.. I was wondering where you were?" I told him I'm in the front yard, and I'll come inside but I needed to talk.
What I love about this boy is that I can say exactly how I feel, and not have to filter a thing. I didn't want to be social, and I thought we were going to be alone. I hated the girls who were there. I hate girls so much. Amazing women are amazing. The overwhelming majority are just bitches. I told him "There's a lot of fucking people here. I don't give a shit about any of these people". And out of no where I started crying my eye balls out. I cried like a baby for no apparent reason. My exhaustion just got to the worst of me. What a poor, brave man.
On a happier note, here's a picture of my Karma!
On Saturday, before I left his house for a 9 1/2 hour shift at work, he had told me that I could have a bubble bath when I got off. So, when I got off work I texted him asking "Is the bubble bath offer still available?". And all he said was "Yes." When I got to his house, there were so many cars that I could not park in his driveway, nor could I park in front of his house. I had to park a couple houses down the street. His back deck was filled with people, and when I made it in the house, the kitchen was packed too. I did not even have the slightest idea that anyone would even be there. I simply just told him that I was going to bed. However, I decided against that and called my best friend who lives in Texas. I went on a walk, and ended up walking a couple of miles. After awhile when I arrived back at his house, he finally calls me and was like "Soo.. I was wondering where you were?" I told him I'm in the front yard, and I'll come inside but I needed to talk.
What I love about this boy is that I can say exactly how I feel, and not have to filter a thing. I didn't want to be social, and I thought we were going to be alone. I hated the girls who were there. I hate girls so much. Amazing women are amazing. The overwhelming majority are just bitches. I told him "There's a lot of fucking people here. I don't give a shit about any of these people". And out of no where I started crying my eye balls out. I cried like a baby for no apparent reason. My exhaustion just got to the worst of me. What a poor, brave man.
On a happier note, here's a picture of my Karma!