So i've decided being single is great/fucking lame. It's great because i can look and touch anything i want....i wouldn't mind doing so.......often ha! BUT it sucks because i come home to spartacus....know what spartacus doesn't do? EVERYTHING! Lazy damn cat. Of course i have R but really as much as i love that boy it's not a lifetime thing....at one point i thought it may have been but then you know douchebagitis set in and i realized that as much as i love him.........it wasn't/isn't enough. So here i am...single and potentially the cat lady.....
God help me lol
So i of course am at work again writing my little blog...i have THE most ridiculous/cunty little co-workers....i'm sure most of them mean well but jesus who let women work together? The main two offenders are a "miss know it all" and a hypochondriac...ok maybe she's not a hypochondriac but the woman has some damn issues! and i'm going to hell because i'm her friend and i am talking shit about her..........ugh whatever man
fuckthisi'mout
ok so this may not be entirely true....i love him and God knows i've been with him for almost 4 years so obviously i see the potential of something between us....i'm just impatiant and pissy and maybe i don't know exactly what i want? shit
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