Well, today I am a turkey; in more ways than one. My computer geek bf broke up with me over the phone, again! "What?" yes, over the phone and again. The first time he broke up with me was over the phone right before I went to work and tonight (2 days after having probably the biggest fight ever) I invited him over for tonight or tomorrow and he called to say he wouldn't be coming over at all, again. Damn! He asked if I was really surprised and I told him I was, b/c he always told me he'd never be the one to break up with me again, it would have to be me that did it. Well ladies, that is not the case! When a man no longer wants to date you and he feels backed into a corner, he'll show his fangs.
The topic of contention has always been marriage, that dirty little 'm' word. I am very fond of it and he is not. Seems like I unassumingly pick the guys who are marriagephobic. WTH? What is it about me that seems to draw them into my life? And why do I endulge them and get my hopes up? I'm totally at that dreaded part of: "i'll never find anyone like him again! b/c he knew this, we did that, he liked this, he fixed that, etc." but logically that is a bunch of bologna. I know that, but dammit if it still doesn't hurt like a b****.
There is someone better suited for him and myself out there; now question is if we'll ever find them. For that I pray and wish every night. .. Agh! stupid girl! he was not my white horse and I'm not his princess! So.. I'm moving on and on to someone better ;) yeah! go me, you da bomb! yeah! go! .. -*cricket, chirp, chirp*
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psalm 25 for extinguished dreams. but keep dreaming!
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