This is where the thoughts that occur during my struggle to find romance end up.
Feel free to ask for advice, or just stick around and read or whatever :)
17/Bisexual/Committed to the most perfect man for me <3
:,)
this has been like, the greatest weekend of my life
;D
that awkward moment when you’re the only physical mature female on the planet who’s never had an orgasm
forever unrelieved
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In exactly 100 days, I will be all packed up and ready to travel to my darling lovey!
OH IM SO EXCITED
My life is awesome :,)
So my lovey and I made up last week and he officially purchased my plane ticket to Austin for this summer. I’m so excited! :D And this past weekend, he introduced me to this girl he met on tinychat.
She’s really beautiful, and she is enamored with me. I mean, she likes the both of us as a couple, but she is mostly concerned with me. And I really like her too.
This is great. I hope she comes to live with us one day.
She’s blonde, tall, so stunning, quirky, and absolutely wonderful. I really like her.
I really do :]
Oh yeah, that’s right.
Because I’m a fuck up.
I don’t deserve anything that makes me happy because I’m stupid.
that awkward moment when you’re the only physical mature female on the planet who’s never had an orgasm
forever unrelieved
And it’s only going to get better.
I can’t wait til August.
<3
what did i do
what did i do
please don’t do this to me :(
I was walking with some friends earlier and we passed by him and this girl he’s been talking to. Two of the people I was with commented on how they might be romantically interested in each other, or at least one of them might be.
And I got all quiet. I felt weird.
It’s not that I’m not happy with my love right now, it’s not that at all. I’m glad I found my soulmate. But it’s more, I feel like I’m being forgotten.
I’ve always wanted to be “that girl”, “the one that got away”. The one girl who left people saying, “Wow, she sure was something.”
And seeing him start dating someone new would just solidify the fact that I was never that girl to him. That it’s easy to move on from me.
Granted, our relationship wasn’t really anything, and no moves were made on either side, but I don’t know. I just don’t like to be reminded of that either.
Like, take for example the douche that I talked to all summer. I know for a fact that I fucked him up. And honestly, that makes me feel good. I shouldn’t just be forgotten like that. I’m quite the catch. I know it’s terrible to say, but I take some enjoyment from someone being torn up over me.
Sigh, I don’t know. I’ll get over this. Just for now, I think I’d just like to say that it bothers me.
But it’s really not my business now and I’ll try to grow up.
I promise.
