It seems like whenever I find love I'm not supposed to be happy with it. Problems seem to always keep coming for me. It's either I screwed up or I get screwed over. This feeling doesn't work for me. So fuck love, I'm tired of trying.
I don’t really have a tendency to fall for people or even like them. I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m picky or that most people just end up boring me. I’m not really a flirtatious person, nice or even romantic. In some ways I kind of find my self to be a bit boyish. I hate confessing my feelings or doing corny things, and I guess in a relationship all I ever want is someone who’s similar to a best buddy. Sure I’ll confess my feelings once or twice and he can do something romantic once or twice but I don’t expect much. I guess I’ve always wanted someone who I can talk to for endless hours and play games with. I like messing around, and what I’m looking for is someone who can continuously entertain me. This is why I’m single, I admit I’m picky. LOL
Actually, I admit I’m the same. Though I’m pretty flirtatious :)
and practically slammed the front door, as if no one else was at home. but i was. sleeping too, fyi.
probably forgot something so he came back in and slammed it again. angrily texted him saying “can you not fkn slam the door next time”. lunch time - received a reply: “i beg your pardon? watch your mouf.”
OH I’M SORRY, IT’S SO HARD NOT TO GET CRANKY WHEN SOMEONE SLAMS A DOOR WHILE YOU’RE STILL SLEEPING. TWICE.