Sometimes I pretend I’m a model. I am not ashamed of this.
Long time no see yo.
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.
Accidental photobooths in coffee shops.
Need a haircut asap.
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:
Sex Buddies: 2
Emotionally abusive sex buddies: 1
Phone break-ups: 3
Abrupt ceasing of contact: 2
Found someone new while dating me: 2
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.
Having an off week, just feel super tired all the time. I blame this stupid bipolar weather.
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.