It is. And despite having a million reasons to go our separate ways we kept clinging to each other and i was foolish enough to think that meant something but it meant absolutely nothing to him.
And at the same time, despite his seedier sexual habits (which was kinda ok cuz i have my own) he is actually the only guy i ever met worth shit. Good job, benefits, intelligent and in charge of his emotions...not a little bitch like this fuckbuddy whos never had a job for more than 2 years, smokes dope and throws bitch fits like a fucking girl lol
My life is so fucking hilarious. I think in another dimension im on a comedy show and people are LOL their asses off. Or im cursed lol.
I can handle being alone but im actually a huge romantic deep down and i never get to express it. Drives me crazy.