I don't want to be one of those girls who says, "We have to talk," to her boyfriends before launching into a big speech about how she wants him to style his hair or what socks he should wear. Those girls suck, I hate those girls. They're the kind of girls who slap their boyfriends on the arm in front of other people, who don't let their boyfriends make or laugh at jokes about them cheating. They "offer" to help their boyfriend go shopping but it's really to make sure he dresses how she wants. They only give their boyfriends blowjobs on his birthday and spend the rest of the year reminding them to be grateful for it and threatening to go on strike if he steps out of line.
Then eventually he wakes up and cheats on her so she'll break up with him, because he can't nut up enough to break up with her, but he believes her when she screams at him that he's a pig, since he cheated. All their friends secretly side with him, even though they have to act like he's the asshole, because he cheated, and she's louder about laying blame than he is.
These girls have perfect lives, but think they know tough times, because their childhood cat died and they cried all night. The Official Baggage Committee would agree I have real baggage, and give me a pass on being a high maintenance girlfriend, but I hate them and don't want to be that. I am determined not to be that type.
When Josh asked me out tonight (yes, again) I told him all this. He said he likes my baggage, and he's wanted my help buying new socks for a long time. It's not the being together I'm scared of, it's the breaking up next summer that worries me.
2 comments:
Josh sounds like a rare man-a good one. Enjoy what you have-you never know where it will go in a year. But you know that already.
Other girls will always suck. I hate it.
mean girls, high-maintenence girls, ugh, me too, can't stand them.
Keep on living girl, you're doing a good job.
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