Went out with the boy again last night, after work. We seem to be going out a lot these past few days. Not that I'm complaining. I'm thoroughly smitten, after all. We have so much fun when we're together. Despite the embarrassing show of mush and the inevitable holding of hands, we always enjoy being together.
Creeping crumpets. I've turned into such a girlfriend. Who'd have thunk it? I let him hold my hand, I let him open doors for me. ME! The oh-so-fiercely independent one. Just goes to show, old dogs CAN learn new tricks. Arf.
Seriously though, I feel like I'm slowly becoming somebody I'm not. And I'm still unsure whether or not I like that it's happening. I like being rough around the edges. I like being snarly and surly and forever morose. Now, it's like somebody gave me a lobotomy without my knowledge and turned me into this... this... cheerful person. Good lord.
Before this dramatic change, I woulda just walked over to the conniving, pathologically lying bitch and slapped some sense into her. Now... shit... now, I just gnash my teeth, smile and let everything pass. Not as satisfying as the first scenario.
Lemme just say this now though... Get it out of the way... So I can stop dwelling on her and just focus on what's important.
You don't worry me. You were one of many. I'm the only.
I don't begrudge your relationship with him. I'm sure you treated him well and vice versa. But that's in the past. It should stay there. Don't try to rekindle anything by showing him naked pictures of yourself. That's just waaaay too desperate. And the ONLY sure thing you'll get out of it is a roll in the hay. But hey, if you're content with that, then by all means, keep it up. I personally think you're worth more than that. Honestly.
Ok. I got that out of my system.
Back to being foolishly in love. Oh lordy.
oooh it was her showing him naked pics.
ReplyDeleteWell, some girls find it hard to let go.
Well, many girls.