Dating in this day and age is hard enough for a girl, but throw in a hormonal imbalance that gives you mood swings like crazy, and nights curled up crying on the floor, and you got yourself a recipe for disaster.
I had a boyfriend for a year, but he couldn't handle all my "shit", ie. my books and souvenirs from traveling, and even objects I made. So I'm in the apartment we rented so we could have our own place, but can barely afford on my own. But I finally want a home that feels like mine, so I stay.
I was online dating for a while, but that just turned into a string of one date wonders, the majority of which I never heard from again. Whatever, their loss. I think most of them couldn't handle how tall and big I was in real life. They can have fun cuddling up with the bone bags they want.
So theeeen I saw a guy for a month or two who has a good job, his own house and a cat, but has a deadbeat roommate and a pot problem. Yea yea, I know, pot is mild, but I don't do it and don't like being in the same room as one who smokes 5-6 a day. I don't want to sit in the dark all day watching you get stoned. I want to do shit! I don't need help being a lazy ass!
And now, I'm kinda starting to see this really sweet guy, he's a bit shorter than me, but he is an incredibly sweet guy, texts me even when he's visiting his family, and is good in the sack to boot! I met him through a meddling friend, who told me good things about him, then when I gave him a chance, told me she wasn't sure about what kind of vibe she got from him. Then she wanted me to just give him a chance, again! So now I'm getting to know him alone, not telling her anything and not taking the bait when she fishes for information about us. I don't want her tainting what could, by some stretch of imagination, turn into a great thing, so I'm kinda cutting her out a bit.
It's sad when one has to do that to one of their friends to get a real experience.
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