I'm really obsessive about changing my underwear. As in, I do it like 3 times a day. Why? No idea. Sometimes I think I do it because the way I sleep my stupid leg holes stretch out. Other times I think I'm just crazy and enjoy a clean pair of underwear. Are you going to get judgey? Well fuck you, you and your dirty ass and dirty underwear!
Other than that, my life is rather unexciting. Except that an ex-boyfriend wants me back. Here's where this gets strange: He text me saying that he broke up with me because I wanted to be single. Um, clearly I didn't. I ended up in an abusive relationship. Yes, his breakup with me eventually led me to have this beautiful and amazing love of my life baby. But really? Cause at the time, I was pretty sure he was the one. Now I think he's BSC... for many reasons. But my thoughts on this: because I am not clingy and not your typical psycho girlfriend (as the majority of girls in El Paso are), I want to be single? Maybe I just respect personal space, and I want my personal space respected. And I don't fall in love easily... and I find it WAY creepy when some dude tells me he loves me after a couple dates. I haven't depended on a man for 23 years (well, my dad being an exception... but he's my dad)... and I don't need to start now. Especially when the men I keep attracting are worthless losers with barely a high school diploma. BAM. Suck it, losers. Where's my knight in shining armor? Not in El Paso.
It's okay, I'm going to marry a Detroit Red Wing... hahaha. Sad part is that it's entirely possible.
Anywho... I'm off to change my underwear.
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