Night moves on the floating island
Jesus! Look at this I have neglected my poor live journal for over a year! The last fucking place I can completely be myself after adding relatives and work friends and people I don't really like to all my other spaces. Back on track then...
Here I am in Hawaii for Christmas single as the last beer in a six pack and loving it...mostly that is. After 5 years of free sex whenever I wanted (granted there was also the I really don't feel like it but fine if you'll leave me the fuck alone sex also) someone to always tell me I didn't look fat (although I sometimes did) and someone to always say I love you. I now sleep in the lonely bed, which is also the I can hog all the covers and sprawl out over the whole thing bed too which is nice. Over all my freedom is the greatest prize I could hope to have back and in any future relationships it's something I plan on never giving up again. So overall life is good and I'm happy although extremely susceptible to male flattery and horny as hell. Also I forgot to bring this months ration of birth control to Hawaii and damn I am feeling the full range of natural hormones and my are they moaning. Thankfully I'm here with my parents and there aren't any virile young men within humping distance.
I have also come to the conclusion that I'm kind of a bitch, but that it's ok cus' bitches get shit done and don't let people push them around. It's usually to guys that I'm a bitch so it's doubly ok cus' I'm not just going to play nice if you're a dick to me OR my friends...actually I'm more likely to be a bitch if it is my friends who are getting treated shitty.
Headed back to Alaska tomorrow and excited to see my guurrrls when I get home who I am so glad to have in my life especially after realizing that after all my crazy boy drama and my sometimes gloomy and bitchy attitude that the good ones are still left and I love them for it, more then any damn guy for sure. Chicks before dicks for sure.
Here I am in Hawaii for Christmas single as the last beer in a six pack and loving it...mostly that is. After 5 years of free sex whenever I wanted (granted there was also the I really don't feel like it but fine if you'll leave me the fuck alone sex also) someone to always tell me I didn't look fat (although I sometimes did) and someone to always say I love you. I now sleep in the lonely bed, which is also the I can hog all the covers and sprawl out over the whole thing bed too which is nice. Over all my freedom is the greatest prize I could hope to have back and in any future relationships it's something I plan on never giving up again. So overall life is good and I'm happy although extremely susceptible to male flattery and horny as hell. Also I forgot to bring this months ration of birth control to Hawaii and damn I am feeling the full range of natural hormones and my are they moaning. Thankfully I'm here with my parents and there aren't any virile young men within humping distance.
I have also come to the conclusion that I'm kind of a bitch, but that it's ok cus' bitches get shit done and don't let people push them around. It's usually to guys that I'm a bitch so it's doubly ok cus' I'm not just going to play nice if you're a dick to me OR my friends...actually I'm more likely to be a bitch if it is my friends who are getting treated shitty.
Headed back to Alaska tomorrow and excited to see my guurrrls when I get home who I am so glad to have in my life especially after realizing that after all my crazy boy drama and my sometimes gloomy and bitchy attitude that the good ones are still left and I love them for it, more then any damn guy for sure. Chicks before dicks for sure.