ill bet one hundred dollars that you dont even know i still think about you.
so ive been a biiiiit busy.
cry about it? or no.
last night i felt the distinct urge to go out and buy myself a new pair of buckle jeans because i need a decent pair of jeans. regardless of the cost. so i cashed my paycheck, drove out to crabtree and picked up a pair. im stoked about that. got cyndi's birthday present, pf changs, and got a little time with that boy all in one shot. damn im the master of multitasking.
he tried to have that talk with me. you know..the "what exactly are we" talk. im definatly not ready for that...or that talk. ugh.
which brings me to this evenings rant:
why must we move things so damn fast? i mean..two weeks. alright, thats cool. why does that automatically throw us into the "together" category? i just dont really understand. can i not hang out with you, enjoy your company, and learn about the person that you are before we get all serious like that? its not me messing with your head..its me not trusting you. its me hiding behind my walls.
so fuck that. im not gonna allow myself to get pushed into a relationship when i just got out of one. a long, stressful, abusive one. im not ready for there to be an "us" in my life, regardless of who the other half of the "us" is..its all about me right now and im enjoying it.
maybe its just the lack of sleep talking.
i havent slept much in the last 72 hours.
all i know is im really quite thirsty, and if boys keep this shit up...im going hardcore lesbian. ok maybe not.
cry about it? or no.
last night i felt the distinct urge to go out and buy myself a new pair of buckle jeans because i need a decent pair of jeans. regardless of the cost. so i cashed my paycheck, drove out to crabtree and picked up a pair. im stoked about that. got cyndi's birthday present, pf changs, and got a little time with that boy all in one shot. damn im the master of multitasking.
he tried to have that talk with me. you know..the "what exactly are we" talk. im definatly not ready for that...or that talk. ugh.
which brings me to this evenings rant:
why must we move things so damn fast? i mean..two weeks. alright, thats cool. why does that automatically throw us into the "together" category? i just dont really understand. can i not hang out with you, enjoy your company, and learn about the person that you are before we get all serious like that? its not me messing with your head..its me not trusting you. its me hiding behind my walls.
so fuck that. im not gonna allow myself to get pushed into a relationship when i just got out of one. a long, stressful, abusive one. im not ready for there to be an "us" in my life, regardless of who the other half of the "us" is..its all about me right now and im enjoying it.
maybe its just the lack of sleep talking.
i havent slept much in the last 72 hours.
all i know is im really quite thirsty, and if boys keep this shit up...im going hardcore lesbian. ok maybe not.