Haven’t been on here in a good minute. Let’s chat.

The ex, is well, just the ex. I have absolutely no feelings for him, quite frankly, I could care less about him. He continually fucked me over and there is only so much one can take before the bomb explodes. I wish him a life time of guilt. 

Speaking of ex’s. An old flame turned into a bonfire which then was extinguished by emotions and bullshit.

He’s still married.

-This could never work.

He’s still in love with her.

-My point exactly.

He’s trying too hard to portray himself as something he’s not.

-Fuck that.

My feelings for him are stronger than ever.

-I can’t get screwed again.

He isn’t trust worthy. He’s a womanizer. He’s putting a new notch on his belt every weekend. He’s a drunk. He’s as mature as a 15 year old boy stuck in a 10 year old body. 

-I wish timing was better. I know if we gave it a fair shot, it would last. If I had said ‘I do’ to him, he’d never be in the situation he is in now. But, time has a way working things out. We’ll see where this goes. 

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Things just haven’t been the best lately. Hate to sound like that depressing kid who can’t stop eating Ben and Jerrys ice cream, but just deal with it. 

Life is just crazy. You think people come in and out of your life for a reason, but what’s the damn reason besides cause turmoil and rage? I have a new found hate for my most recent EX. I have a re-found hate for high school gossip queens and kings. and I’m just tired of being called a snowflake. 

WHAT IS A SNOWFLAKE? A fluffy wet snowy mixture that you can build snow men out of. I am not a snow flake. Thanks.

I’ve done blogs before, or tried to at least. Hopefully I can still with this one, if I can figure it out.

So to start with, life is amazing. I’d like to talk real talk and get down and dirty on this thing to clear everything from my mind. Starting with the humongous headache I have right now. I’m also doing everything in my power to procrastinate from studying.

Here goes my recent life dilemmas:

I broke it off with my boyfriend of 2 years.

I thought I was in love with a lesbian.

and I’ve been eating pizza 3x a week.

Let’s get real. Break ups happen, but this one was different. I still love him to death. Things change and people just, separate. Hopefully one day life will bring us back together.

Lesbian. Wow. Where to begin. She’s smoking hot. We got real close for awhile, then poof- she disappeared. I think it was the strong connection and friendship that immediately sparked that got my arousal. And of course, her disappearance messed with my head big time. I would of figured a text or a call on occasion, regardless of having the hots for her, would of happened. I was (obviosuly) wrong. Ps: she had no idea how I felt. We’ll still keep that confidential.

Pizza? Its my thing. I love it. 

Alrighty- enough for now. I wish I could of elaborated more but I need to learn more about this tumblr before I do. 

hugsandkicks.

the ice cream, scream, is so delicious