I'm amused and annoyed at the same damn time. Nice eh? First I went through curse of the exes and now its curse of the stupid Internet men.
UGHHH!
I swear the next one who tells me that he loves me within a 5 minute conversation imma bitch slap. I don't lead these damn men on. I'm quite serious that I don't want a relationship with ANYONE. I barely even like to flirt. Who cares if my pictures can be a bit provocative? That doesn't define who am all the time. I have boobs.. provocative HAPPENS!
Sighs... I give up on the few that I had an interest in though. It'll never happen. I'm either just some cute face or their damn best friend to them. God am I that nice? BAH! OH OH OH! Let's not forget Mr. Greg... the oh I'm sorry I can't be there for you this year like I was last... and then when I do need him he can't respond for days! Then outta the blue I get a stupid text calling me neighbor lady? FUCK YOU!
I swear I can't take him or his bullshit. Soooo.. he's getting what he's asked for. He doesn't want texts, calls, or anything? DONE. So when his bitch starts in again he shouldn't bother me. I don't have time for games, especially his. I've dealt with this emotional roller coaster for three damn years. It's coming to a permanent stop now.
Hm... anything else to bitch on? Nope don't think so.
The play did go well though this weekend.
Sleep..
Steph
