Disposable Doro?
Hi. Once again, I've snapped back into being solo.
I'm telling you people so that you don't come up to me with a huge grin and ask 'SOO, How's YOUR boyfrienddd?'. Because if you do, I might just have to kick your ass.
And I know some of you boys will take advantage of my vulnerability. DON'T. I see right through it. I'll kick you where it REALLY hurts for that.
I'm starting to think I have some pathalogical disorder that prevents guys from staying with me.
Or at least wanting me enough to not lose me. Hmm. If I'm really THAT great, why am I dispensable then?
Okay people. I'm going to be a bit depressed for a while yea? If you only like me when I'm happy, I suggest you take a few months off this blog. I won't get angry. I promise.
Well, by hook or by crook, I have to regain my sanity by the 2nd of March coz Ill have to meet Diane and Staffan about my project then. Hoho. Wish me luck!
I think now's the time to call on reinforcements. I need all the support I need. But please, whatever you do, DON'T insult Afir. It doesn't work that way. Because besides the obvious fact that I still love him, he was also the best relationship I've had yet. He made me feel so loved and so happy back then. Out of all those boys I dated, the flings, official bfs and rships I can't define but really existed, this is hands down the best one. He is MORE than great in SO many ways so please don't judge him for this. I still love him VERY much and wish him all the best in everything.
Thanks to those who checked up on me. I really really appreciate it. :)
Labels: Boys