life is so flipping good right now. I should knock on some wood for putting it on the internet… which is kind of like saying it out loud.
At a job I love and care about. AND I’m good at. Inspiring people and such…
And I totally have the best group of friends and a rocking bf who is making me extremely happy.
Things are simple and good. Life is good and I feel good. :)
I’m so angry at myself right now.
So angry for believing that a man could actually be decent. Even the “good” ones turn out to be assholes. I’m sorry, if you ask a girl out to dinner and a movie after a really rocky first date, the appropriate move is not… waiting until 5:30 to text her to ask her if she would be ok with only going to a movie. And then waiting another two hours to ask her if a 9:40 movie would be alright. Ugh, yeah sure… forget that I’ve been ready for hours. Sitting around my apartment waiting for someone that I was already on the fence about going back out with. Yes! Please! Take me to the latest movie humanly possible and then make me feel like I’m obligated to have sex with you. Nevermind the fact that it was only slightly better than disappointing last time and I’m pissed. Is there something about me that turns even the most promising of men into total assholes? Or do I expect too much? Should I believe that there is actually someone out there who could treat me like a decent human being? I don’t know why I believed that things could be different.
I just wrote the longest rant on how life is stressing me out beyond belief right now, but I don’t feel like burdening the internet with my bullshit.
When does any of this ever get easier?
Is it wrong of me to think that my boyfriend should prefer my company to facebook’s? I don’t even know why I bother.
I think that I’m really starting to like him. The minute those feelings started I got instantly terrified. Now all I can wonder is how he’s going to eventually rip my heart out.
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