Tuesday, February 19, 2013

time for change.

I always bitch about men being assholes. And about a year and a half ago I realized, oh so harshly, that perhaps I haven't met a gentleman because I haven't been a lady. When you act like the girls in rap videos those are the pigs you will attract. As I sip my coffee and text on my phone I wonder what my deal is. All the complaining and bitching isn't necessary. I have all the tools to change my life and head in a more positive direction but I keep going back to the same old bad habits-sleeping with inappropriate men, smoking weed all day long, and living off take out in my bedroom. Why am I not out?! Not even necessarily at the bar but the gym, a coffee shop...somewhere other than on my ass sulking about my life. I am so fortunate with everything I have at my disposal. I have the worlds most amazing parents especially my mother. She is my rock. My sister is always there for me even if she is a little too critical of me and doesn't cut me any slack. And my little brother is a turd but has a heart of gold. I forget how lucky I am sometimes. Single women always see everything worse than it is...why is that? Because we don't have a man? How sad. I mean don't get me wrong, men are just fabulous they can just turn life upside down...sometimes in a good way but mostly not until you get to a certain age and they have started to grow up a little. This will never happen fully as I've seen my dad act like my mothers oldest child since I can remember but I wouldn't have that any other way. Now, with all the great things happening in my life right now (finishing up mine and my sisters home which we own) missing Christopher has increased ten fold. I got to a point where I missed him and still thought about him a lot but it was getting better. Then out of no where he liked my picture on Facebook. I know how insane that sounds but that means he was thinking about me, even if only for a moment. It's not like we were friends. Idk I know I sound insane but I can't help but fall back into old habits and question yet again if our story isn't quite over yet? Love story romantic or crazy girl pathetic? Who knows. I'm just nervous for the day that I see him again.

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