Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Not In the mood to Post as of late.

Feeling Kinda Low.

Feeling Kinda Depressed.

Just Feeling.....

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Just Friends

I talked to my ex the other day..... the conversation went a lot better than I thought it would. But I realize that I am 100% over him. [If this was Maury it would have been atleast 1000% LMAO!] I wont lie and say I haven't thought about him since we broke up but its been a couple months now and I am so much better without him mentally and emotionally. one of the 1st questions I was asked was Am I seeing anyone? I replied No. Afterward when recalling this conversation to a friend he asked why I didn't lie to make him jealous.. I could have lied and said yes to make him jealous because he obviously wants to know if anyones getting what was once his. Lol. but like I said I'm a very honest person and I would gain NOTHING from making him jealous. Like I said I'm over him why put energy into making someone I no longer care about jealous. I don't want him. We have talked on a couple occasions and I have politely let him know that though I have missed "Us" in the past right now I am completely fine with us being friends and that I think everyone experiences heart break from the 1st love/Boyfriend it's what you do after that counts. All he could say was Ok. Lol. So no longer do I hold any Anger, Spite, or any negativity towards this person. I feel like all of that went with all the conversations we had. I feel like its better to just let it go completely. Let that shit burn I guess. [That last sentence was so WACK but I'm going to leave it anyway. I mean who doesn't miss The old Usher cause this new Lip-syncing one is killing me.]


Anywayz!

All I really want at this stage is Sex. Thats pretty much all I miss Lmao. I want Some new Dick. Cause I definitely see any of the past 2 guys I messed around with as worthy of enjoying me anymore. Ahh if I could just find some worthy candidates. The Mission Begins........

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Ugh.

My 4th of July was a safe one. It was O.K. At best. It seems like there has been so much on my mind. I'm in the mood to write but I need to organize my thoughts a little more clearer before I sit down and spill my guts. Ugh. My head is starting to hurt from all of this negativity that is surrounding me lately. And work @ 4:30 isn't going to help one bit.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Spite

Sometimes I wish I had gay friends. Friends that I could go out with and kick it with, friends that I could talk about things with and would understand and be able to respond and know how I feel. Sometimes I Wish. I don't have that much trust in people though. Just thinking about it makes me think about how much Trust I put into my only real relationship and boyfriend to date and how much of a mistake that was. How he played with me. Uggh! Yuk! Just thinking about the dick head makes me cringe. I will never put myself into that position or any position remotely related to it. Never. The time we were together wasn't worth all the childish lies, all the regret I have, and all the spite i have for that person. Ugggh! Its just so gross. He actually called me the other day talking about he wanted to see how I'm doing. Fine. Then theres awkwardness because we have nothing to talk about. So I tell him to come and get his stuff from my house. Than he starts to sound sad like a puppy dog, oh you want me to come get it, you don't want it there? HELLO! Was me not asking a big enough clue?!?!?!? Asshole. So he arranges a date with me for him to come get it. Why don't I ever here from the Scrape after that phone call and someone never came to come get their bullshit from my house. I don't like asking more than once and quite frankly I don't want to call or talk to him. Me asking him to come get his stuff was my way of not having to see him anymore after that time because I'm Done with him. He's someone I can live without and would not like to see or talk to because I don't consider Liars friends or associates. So I threw the trash in the back of my closet along with all the other trash and things I simply don't use or need. It all just reinforces my rule that I wont date anyone younger than me. It's probably the maturity factor that makes me attracted to older men. Boys simply aren't there, know what I mean?


Ugh, I Hate feeling Spiteful.

But It too shall pass.