Too Little Too Late
Ever had one of those moments, where you realise something but it's just too late? Well, welcome to my world, Monday 22nd August, 10:30pm.
Prior to this, I was feeling all:
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Ok, maybe Jonathan Brown and the Vodka are going a little overboard, but hey, we're talking about things that make me happy. BABY GOATS AND LOVE HEARTS AREN'T GOING TO DO IT ALL, OK?
Prior to Monday 22nd August, 10:30pm, I thought I was falling in love with Jungle Boy.
However, due to TWO Ex-Fucker stalking incidents last week, he's now gone all
And by that, I mean cold, not homicidal maniac-y. I mean he's all "I'm not dealing with this; this is too hard; fuck off and leave me alone you baggaged up bitch".
Oh, damnation! Why do I let the Ex-Fucker run my life? If I had spent more time thinking about Jungle Boy, and less time worrying about what Ex-Fucker had to say, I would have realised that Jungle Boy is all
(yes, ghey rainbows even)
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And now, I'm all
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So look out anyone that wants to ring me this afternoon.
I'm never going near another boy again.
16 comments:
1) The first and last graphics are broken i.e. don't load
2) When you let idiots like ex-fucker win, you lose. Forever. You cannot afford to lose on so many levels.
3) As if you're the only person with baggage in the world! Really!
The pragmatist in me says he's either part of the solution or he's out. But I'm not you and while I have done this once before in my life to an ex, I can't recommend it as anything but a last-resort way of dealing with things.
Dude, I don't know what's up with your computer, but I can see them fine. Same with my profile pic you said went the other day. Strange.
But yeah, I agree with the 'part of the solution' thing. I'm not asking him to take to the Ex-Fucker with a golf club or anything, but some support would be nice.
Meanwhile, thank god there are Malteasers in the snack machine!
Can I call you this afternoon? Oh hang on.
*backs away slowly*
Deej (hope you are not minding liberties I am talking from Full House), have fixed pic - is this one working? Stuffed if I know what's going on.
And Hambo, you are the exception to the rule. You can call me anytime...
The last pic doesnt load. It look like its pointing to: http://www.people-relationship-dating.com/images/woman-screaming.jpg
But here, www.people-relationship-dating.com/ resolves to google.com and thus the images/woman-screming.jpg is invalid
Bugger. How come it loads for me. This is the second damn angry woman pick I've posted and they both don't work. So now have two reasons to be angry
Dude, I have loaded it again, this time using a TOTALLY UNFLATTERING AND UNREALISTIC portrayal of me being angry.
If it doesn't load again, then, well, I'm over it.
it works now fine
After tonight, last night, I havn't been to sleep yet, but yay, no need to call martie anymore.
Still would be nice to call martie.
Tonight left me with a glow, nothing to make the glow, just a glow none same. I need sleep, and my head hurts.
It's at least re-assuring to know that I'm not the only person who seems to keep stumbling over ex-issues everytime the rainbows and pink baloons feeling occurs!
Small communities and high profile ex's probably don't help my cause any either... Then again there is always the option of playing skanky ho for a while, to cure any of those guily monogomous feelings.
The one good thing about being single however is that me and my bundy-drinking friends have become very close all over again.
Poor Martie. Don't get too bothered about it. I'm sure the Jack Frost thing is transient. Guys get like that sometimes and it tends to be more about territory than about the relationship. It'll be back to vodka and goats in no time. Wait.
Thank you all...unfortunately nothing has changed, but I'm cheered up because The Tart is coming down this weekend, and while there will be no goats or love hearts, there will be plenty o' Vodka. xxx
Ding Shrover. I'm gonna L you.
Martie, I've said it before and I'll say it again - breasts'll get you anywhere.
You can sit on my lap for one of our 'special' cuddles anytime.
Warning though, I lost my V card a long time back. You may need to get back into training.
Poor Martie.. I moved to another state to get rid of my ex. Told her not to ring or call but she still emails. They stick like shit to a blanket some of em don't they?
rudy, thats what I did! And somehow she found out, and a few days before I left, She ambushed me at work, with a letter and everything. She still emails and sms's me too.
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