| Current mood: | disappointed |
| Current music: | Andy Playing Guitar. Wheee! |
I Hate the Cock.
So...My self-esteem has taken a bit of a humongous hit recently. First, I go to Boston to see my beautiful, wonderful lesbian--Sandrine--and I get shot down, basically. 'I don't want to be just some girl.' 'Do you really think I'd come to Boston for just some girl?!' So...No sex. But I did have a wonderful time. If I were looking to stick myself in a relationship, she would be my first and only choice. But I'm not looking for a relationship. I'm looking for time to do my own thing. But I didn't want to do it celebate. Apparently, I don't get a choice. [It's becoming more and more difficult to type this and not watch Andy making sex with that guitar.] Then there's the boy...Penis Boy and his Miraculous Skateboard. And I thought we were wandering towards some nice sex...But apparently not. So I've wasted several weeks and I'm not going to get any further than I have. This pisses me off. I'm not interested in commitment or lots of emotional stability. But I was looking for a nice fuck-buddy or cuddleslut. And I don't get a choice. I don't get one. Or any. I'm just bitching now. But I'm feeling pretty shaken by all this. Pretty inadequate and...I don't know. Maybe I should get used to getting turned down. But I'm not, usually, I'm doing the turning down. And now that my Karma's coming back for all my casual sex, I'm pretty uncomfortable.
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