So I guess my life's timeline isn't going the way I planned. I'm not exactly dating the guy I'm going to marry right now. I guess it becomes sad when I get excited seeing the "Boyfriend Pillow" on Groupon and my coworkers calling it "pathetic" if I bought one. Sigh..
So what is this feeling that I need to go out to a club and dance like a lunatic to David Guetta's Play Hard song ever since I heard it in the new Beats commercial? Maybe I'm lonesome.
My coworker said that if I really liked Chris, that I would have stayed with him no matter what my friends thought. At first, I really did like him. I really did. It wasn't my "imaginary penis" talking. I told her that at first, I could overlook his flaws, but when we were hanging together with my friends, I realized that those flaws were moving cross-borders and I didn't like his manners. There is a certain line that you can't cross with strangers. Everyone has a personal space that should be respected. That's all I ask.
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