19 June 2007

Today is better


Debbie: You know, I haven't danced since the last century. (qaf ep 314)

You know, I feel so much better now that I bitched for a bit, I feel so much less stress about the situation. and who cares if I don't have a man, I haven't needed one for this long, whats the point in needing one now. I understand if its ment to be, but I just really need to focus on my patience. I am watching my three beautiful girls playing with toys and each other and I think of how blessed I am and that I am not the only one who feels this way, well surely I can't be, how many damn romantic movies have been made, and yes I am a romantic. La la la. I wish I could go out and dance tonight, it feels like forever since I have. I want to go and feel the music and dance till the night is over and the sun is coming over the hill. Not necessarily with anyone, just with a group of people I love or in a room with complete strangers, which can be fullfilling sometimes to realize no expectations or preconceived notions are around. I guess this is why I like going out to new places. Of course this is why, I get to be something a little different each time, not lying more like exploring the other parts of me. tah for now.

Don't you ever want to just...


Debbie: Yeah? I have news for you. God says you stink! (QAF Episode: 510)

I can't believe its been seven years. Seven long years since I have had a boyfriend. Oh I have had the dates, the I'm see him, the fuck, the fun and so forth, but seven years since I have had a honest boyfriend. And usually I am OK with this, usually I am very OK with this, and usually I don't dwell on it. But today is one of those days when I realize how much I think I am undate-able. No really hear me out. I can't keep a boy interested in, and if I do, they don't want to date me, just want to fuck me, because I am the guy that you don't take home to mom. I am loud and fun. I am the guy that you meet at the club and you are dying to take home, and try as I might I cannot change the fact that I love to go out, have fun and be out with the boys. This doesn't mean that I will fuck anything that walks, or that I have a standard or that I have to need something all the damn time. However, what it does mean is that I am "a slut." And apparently it means that I am "your slut." Well I am not. Let me just say that I can be the boy you take home to mom, if you will let me. If you will be open to the fact that just because I go out doesn't mean I can't show some self restraint then you have missed out on what makes me the person I am. I'm not Brian Kenny for fuck sake...I am Michael if you will let me be. I'm done with this attitude towards me, if you only want to take me home you can talk to your hand and please yourself. I am so fucking angry at the situation. Damn boys...