Friends are good to my silly love life
I have come to the realization that if I am ever to end up with anyone I must become a lesbian.
I have reached this conclusion because my timing with guys is atrocious.
This year, I was so down to stay single and be selfish and only think of me, but then the perfect guy comes along: tall, handsome, is a gentleman, treats me with respect, never offers up a dull conversation, no awkward silence, makes eye contact. No one has treated me the way he has.
So being the girl I hate being I fall into people so easily then like them far toooooooo much so soon.
I get myself all worked up. I gain this new "hope" for something more than a crush or a fling. Of course stuff gets complicated within the individual's life & that "hope" is vanquished.
Metaphor of my love life: A giant elephant [Murphy's Law] crashing down upon a porcelain doll [my hope]
So I shall either become a lesbian or become asexual.
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