All I want to do is lay in bed, watch game of thrones and eat snickers.

Instead I have to go to a stupid party and get drunk.

Grumpy introvert is grumpy.

I feel like I have the right to be angry, and I honestly don’t understand how people aren’t charging with axes and swords to defend my honor. Because I have been dishonored. When people behave shitty they deserve to be told this, but I can’t, because I will just be labeled as “that crazy girl I used to date” and I just…I want some guilt goddamn it! Doesn’t he feel even a little guilty that he is literally just going to leave me hanging. He’s pulling a fucking Dillon. God damn it the patterns in my relationships show me that it is my fault and maybe I am picking the wrong people but jesus fucking christ the tally stands at:

Dumpings: 3

Blind-sightings: 1

Sex Buddies: 2

Emotionally abusive sex buddies: 1

Phone break-ups: 3

Abrupt ceasing of contact: 2

Found someone new while dating me: 2

Apologies: 0

In-person break-ups: 0

That is a ridiculously terrible track record. 

I had a dream my dog and I had a philosophical discussion while snuggling in bed. 

Trapped in the bathroom pantsless because there’s a cockroach hangin out on my jeans in the closet. Send help.

Edit: I felt you could do without the visual.