Panda Eyes, No Makeup, No Sleep, Public Holiday Today, People Want To Socialise But I Want To Stay Home, Need Drug Dealer Boyfriend So I Can Stay High Forever, Don’t Want To Be Pretty Today, Just Want To Watch Movies With Someone Familiar, Someone I Don’t Need To Impress, Someone Who Likes Me As I Am, I Guess That Just Leaves Me, Resigned To That Fact I’m No Ones First Choice, It’s Cool Bro, No One Died From Not Being Loved.
I get so sad sometimes when I try to talk to men about music. Most of the guys I know have a habit of talking down to me about it. It’s gotten to the point that when a guy even brings it up, I end up keeping my mouth shut, because I know that they actually don’t even care what my opinion is.
Woke up, hop on facebook, start scrolling down my newsfeed and I see this.
Ex-boyfriend is now in a relationship.
First my face scrunches up, then it starts to feel really warm, then my stomach twists and I feel like I’m going to throw up. I’m going to try really hard to not cry over this. I know he isn’t worth it, but I can’t help but be a little jealous.
My housemates and I have been rewatching Buffy and tonight we watched the last episode. Let’s just say we all lost our shit, there were tears and lots of beers to wash down the sadness. Our conclusion Spike rules and Angel drools.