It's like you're a memory now.
Hello, I'm doing okay. I wish it were greater, I wish I'd have a stronger push which will make me go work... but I don't. So there.
Oh and about the boy business? It's infatuation after infatuation... I finally wish I have a boyfriend. I'm ready to dive in the relationship pool again.
I'm interested in this guy as of the moment. If he were the one for me, if he'd be loyal, faithful, sweet, loving and satisfying, then great. If not, then I'd still be fine. Trophy boyfriends, those are my type.
Maybe he doesn't like me because I talk too much, or because I stare a millisecond longer than I should at his abs. Or because I'm an enigmatic cross between conservative and notorious. Or because I'm too short, or too skinny, or too spoiled or not spoiled enough.
If there's something about him that I bet I will learn, it will be to love myself version do-not-compare-yourself-with-other-people. Hopefully. If all goes well.
Hell, I'm very much jinxing it by writing it down here. Will I unjinx it if I keep my thoughts to my head?
A month ago I was in a failed semi-relationship with this tall, moreno, atsaka-ed guy. A week after that I was infatuating over this skinny, boyish guy who'd be leaving for Leeds, England. And the week after, I was in love again with the soulmate ex. And tonight, I'm considering a fictional relationship with this hot guy for the main reason that he is hot, a trophy boyfriend, and is a good boy. Ooohlalacious, good boys make me melt.
Yes he has a string of girls for history, but who am I to complain? Within a month I've been involved with three guys and am planning strategies to win this new guy's heart and bodeeeh.
God, I know this might be long shot, considering my history, but please make this work. Please make my life function. :*
