You’re a douchebag,and I am too

On this Valentines Day, I sat alone and came to a pretty basic realization that yes, bitches are crazy but it’s 100% our fault. (men). It’s our fault as men that they act the way they do. It’s our fault as men for their untrusting behavior and skepticism towards dating and love. We fuck with your minds, tell you lies, and expect that you’ll be ok with all of that. No wonder women are out of their minds. We’ve been conditioning them to expect to be degraded, cheated on, and all around fucked with.

You know, I am definitely not boasting or bragging and certainly not proud of the fact that I’ve played my fair share of women. And you know what, I’ve been played myself. That shit sucks. You live and you learn though. And ultimately, the games, the lying, the cheating, the bullshit, that’s what fucks people up long term. You can’t blame someone for being irrational or untrusting when they deal with what some of us have dealt with in our dating lives. But at the end of the day, who’s to blame?

My feeling is insecurity. Insecurity is at the root of every lie, cheat, hit, etc. Someone’s uncomfortability  in their own skin is ultimately at play in these instances. A cheater cheats not because they’re necessarily a horrible person although one would argue they are. A person cheats for that feeling of wanting. For that desirability only gained through a sexual conquest. A lot of times people don’t cheat for any reason other then the opportunity presents itself. It’s a marvelous thing to be wanted. It makes people do things they certainly will regret later.

What it really boils down to though is mens ability to alter a woman’s self worth. A woman’s ego, and her entire ability to trust or love. Break that once, and I’m sure it’s rare to find fixed again. When men lie, cheat, and in the worst cases physically and verbally abuse a woman we are breaking them down to a worthless feeling that I’m not sure I could ever understand. Men who do these acts are pathetic. And sadly, men have ruined women for years and it takes a lot of help to get back to being able to trust and feel worthy of love again. The point I’m trying to make here is that everyone is guilty of misdeeds. Everyone is guilty of fucking up. But to often and to common is a broken woman. This is unacceptable and downright sad. Everyone has the ability to make or break a person. If you’re incapable of loving someone I get it, but don’t break someone because you can.

Thankful

There’s always that lengthy duration of sadness, regret, and fear when a relationship ends. You look back at the time spent and wonder what you could have done differently. Was there anything more you could do? Was she the one? Was your inability to adapt the driving wedge? You take an extra hard look at what has transpired over the course of the relationship and ultimately you’re just left with more questions than answers. At the end of the day for me, I’m left with sadness because I just lost someone I obviously cared deeply about but more so I’m left with an overwhelming feeling of thankfulness.

I know that thankfulness would be an odd feeling to have once a relationship is over. Especially depending upon how badly things ended. But for me, at least this time around, I’m thankful. Why you might ask? This girl, amongst all the many women in my life fundamentally changed who I am and how I act. Truthfully I waited my whole life to meet her. I waited this long to absolutely head over heels fall in love with someone and I’m glad that I had it and I’m even more glad of who I had it with. It’s a special thing love. It really is. It’s not something that you can force and it’s not something you can plan but sometimes you just end up stumbling into something great even if it doesn’t work out.

For me, I’m going to really take a moment and look back at the awesome times we had. The first kiss, the first dinner, date, everything. I’m going to look back at all of that with such fond memories that even if I’m not in the greatest of places today, tomorrow I know I’m going to be glad I shared them. You don’t plan on breaking up with someone when you get together. You don’t plan on things not working out and perhaps that’s why it’s so hard to let someone go. All you do is see the good times the great moments you shared. That’s why breaking up is hard to do. But as a relationship wears on I think you realize more and more whether this is a person you can spend the rest of your life with or not. And for me, I’m not entirely sure I got the opportunity to answer that question but the seperation will inevitably be the thing that makes me realize for better or for worse, what we had was special.

I don’t pretend to have the answers. In actuality I probably have none. I only own my life experiences and ups and downs and the feelings that are associated with them. For the time being I’m going to appreciate that I’m sad. I’m going to accept that I’m upset because you know what? All that really means is that what we shared was real. That what we had meant something. I’d rather feel like shit any day of the week to know that the time I spent with someone wasn’t for nothing. As funny as it sounds, I’m thankful for this broken heart, I’m thankful for this feeling of shit because I know deep down that she’s changed me. And I’m better off for it.

For a while there I thought it’d be unlikely I fall in love. For a while I honestly felt as if I was going to be a single bachelor my whole life and you know the truth of the matter is I didn’t necessarily mind that. I was worried that I lacked the fundamental capabilities to love someone. And now I know that’s not the case. Now I know that I can fight for love and I can appreciate love and I can care for someone deeper than I ever imagined possible. That I would be willing to put someone else first. That I’d for once in my life stop being the selfish prick that I am and truly and genuinely with all my heart love someone. That’s a powerful gift I was given and something I will never take for granted again.

Unfortunately, not everything in life works out. And unfortunately not everyone is meant to be with you forever. And that’s ok. Things happen for a reason in life and at the conclusion of each day you have to just smile and be thankful for the days you’ve lived and the days to come. I don’t believe in mistakes. I don’t believe in regrets and for me I’m happy as hell that I met this person. I’m incredibly blessed to have shared the time I have with her because I’m a better person for having met her. So I took my licks, and I took my bruises but now I can smile and look back fondly on the time we spent together. I can live without a regret and know that the pain I’m feeling now is because of the love we shared.

Breakups suck. Losing someone from your life is difficult and it’s absolutely never going to get easier. Take your time to feel bad and take your time to feel sorry but don’t find yourself lost in a funk. Allow yourself the time you think you need to grieve and then it’s time to stand up again. Life is too short to be anything but happy everyday. Life is about falling down and willing yourself to get back up and the fight off the ground is what makes life special. It’s not about the amount of times we get knocked down but the amount of times we get back up. Life is an incredibly precarious, gentle, fragile thing and you should never take it for granted. Be thankful for the time you have with someone in your life because tomorrow there are no guarantees.

Cosmic Significance

Nothing happens for  a reason. There is no cosmic significance for why shit in our lives takes place and there sure as fuck is no such thing as soul mates. I’m a fool. I am a wannabe hopeless romantic and a complete fool. You know what happens when you give someone your heart? They crush you. I will never give someone that power over me again. Never. Where do you go form the bottom? How do you crawl back up?

You may find yourself depressed, in a bad mood, feeling like shit. And you know what we’ve all been there. Someone once asked me why is it that sometimes when you’re sleeping with someone it’s never more than that? That when you see a romantic comedy things always find a way of falling into place for them, but rarely in real life? I couldn’t really answer that, I am by all accounts, and quite clearly not God.

I’ve had a lot of sex in my life. Some meaningful, and most not. But why is it that seemingly every time I find someone I care about or begin to develop feelings for someone it always blows up? Why is it that each and every time I allow myself to wonder what it would be like to be in a meaningful healthy relationship with someone it falls apart? Idk maybe it’s just me. Perhaps I just give off the aura of a guy just looking to have fun. Who knows. For some reason when I finally found someone that I really couldn’t imagine my life without, here I am completely alone. Again. Maybe it’s just meant to be.

It’s not supposed to be like this anymore. You’re supposed to fall in love. You’re supposed to find the person you’re going to be with. And yet here I am floundering about not having an utter clue. I won’t pretend it’s just me. I’m not that stupid nor that vain. I just thought that eventually, especially now, that if I felt a spark I so seldom feel with someone that would be the cue for this to be something fucking spectacular. And yet, here I am, back at the start. No closer to the finish line and wondering what’s it all about again. Dating’s hard. It is a game. A lot of times you trick yourself into thinking that if you’re just fucking someone that it’s fine it’s what you want. But deep down, you know you want more. So I am not going to do that anymore. No more lying for me about what I want. No more fucking bullshit anymore. There comes a time when I think we are all fed up with the games, the bullshit, and the nonsense and you just say enough. It’s time to get to a place where I’m truly happy. Or you’re truly happy.

I’m not sure what has changed in me. Maybe I’m just a sucker. A fool. Maybe the belief that everything happens in the first place is just stupid. Who knows? At the end of the day it’s a nice thing to believe that your life falls into place and everything makes sense sometime. I think for me, whether I care to admit it or not, I’ll always believe in fate, in soul mates, in love. Because really who doesn’t want to believe in those things? Who doesn’t want to hope against hope that something magical can happen to us? Go big or go home. Love big or not at all. Put yourself out there in the hopes that the worst thing you can get is a broken heart. I’ll tell you I’ve felt more alive these past two weeks then I have in a long, long time.

Mistakes and Reflections

I think it’s a fair assertion that nobody is perfect. I am certainly far from perfect. We all make mistakes. It is what those mistakes ultimately cost us that makes fucking up the worst. It could be saying something stupid, not doing something you say you will, cheating, lying, it can be anything. The point is that people will always no matter what, fuck up. It’s how we treat those mistakes it’s how we treat those transgressions that allow us to grow as a person. Trust is the hardest thing to gain and ultimately the easiest thing for someone to lose.

I have a hard time opening up and trusting someone. Actually I think I fundamentally lack the ability to trust. I don’t think anything in my life has ever scared me. I’ve been cheated on before but I have a zero tolerance for that. I have a cut and dry approach to that and if you cheat on me you’re done. We are done. No real thought goes into that. So why do you think I find it impossible to trust? I have a great family. Great friends. Nobody has ever done any real malice to me. My life has been completely blessed. What is wrong with me? Is there something wrong with me even?

I’ve noticed that I have a hard time believing what I am told from a significant other in regards to how they feel about me. Nothing crazy like I don’t believe what they did last night but I can not for some reason trust that they care about me the way they do. That’s something I know I have to work on. Something that me as a significant other in someone’s life I have to work on. Again, I admit that I am not perfect. People make mistakes. The way we go about getting beyond those hurts and mistakes is what ultimately allows us to grow as a person.

You ever hear that old adage, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me? That is 100% true. I will be very truthful when I say I have never cheated on someone. I don’t get the thought process behind it. Why throw away something you’ve spent time building to act on impulse and lust? I don’t understand it. I don’t get why people feel the need to satisfy a void or a perceived void with someone else. If your relationship is truly lacking something, sleeping around will not help. Communication, trust, love, these are the things that will ultimately get you through.

Ladies and gentlemen, sometimes people just do shitty things. There’s no excuse for them, and ultimately how you handle that destroying is what is going to allow you to mature. Have you been cheated on? I’m sure you have. Have you been verbally abused? I really hope not. Let me tell you a story. I once fell for a girl. Pretty hard. We were never official. We never established what we were. I found out she was hooking up with someone else. I was very hurt but was I allowed to be? Should I have been? Ask yourself these questions. For the first time in my life I am not mad, I am not sad, I am curious. I am wondering why someone would do these things.

Every now and then in life you get thrown a curveball and you swing and miss horribly. I’m sitting in one of those situations right now. But ultimately there’s only one thing to do. Get up and go for another at bat. In life it’s not about the amount of times you get knocked down, it’s about the times you get up. Right now I’m down. Very, very, down. But tomorrow I’ll wake up and feel a little less worse and each day the pain will go away. Tell yourself that you’re special and know that eventually you’ll find the right person. Until then, go big or don’t go at all.

 

Letters To Friends

I know that I repeat myself way too much but honestly, somethings are worth reiterating.

In simple, brutal honesty, nothing in life is easy. Things don’t fall out of the sky and into our laps. We don’t wish upon a star and win the lottery. These things don’t happen. So what is there to do about it? Whine? Complain? Cry? Yea, I’m sure at times life is so fucked up and shitty you just want to give up. But that’s not the answer. When the going gets tough, the tough get going. What a cheesy cliche thing to say but I mean it. There is very little if any that you have the ability to control in life. So why if you can’t are you going to try? You’re just going to end up frustrated, tired, and extremely sad.

Things happen to people in life. Good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people. You have no control over this. Life is like a very well rehearsed song or movie. It has its beginning, the middle, and the end. Trust me, if you’re reading this you’re likely not even to the middle part yet. But seriously, at your age, at this stage in your life, things are not meant to make sense. Things are not meant to be going perfectly. Life is about mistakes. Life is about heartaches and disappointments. Because, after all the shit gets piled onto your head, at the end of the day there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. At some point you come out the other side better than you were before.

Look, in life, people will come into your life and people will come out of your life. There is seriously absolutely not a fucking thing you can do about this. Just know in your gut that the people who are meant to stay there, will. The ones that are meant to leave, will. And just let the chips fall where they may. Everything in life does happen for a reason. You just have to believe that. There is no shortcuts there are no easy answers so stop looking for them. You will eventually find the person you’re meant to be with, you’ll eventually be happy in your work and find your passion. It just might not be today.

Life is, and will always be incredibly difficult. Ultimately what it comes down to is how you are able to cope with the everyday drama, bullshit, heartaches, and multitudes of ups and downs throughout your life. Nothing will come easy to you I promise you that, and if it does congratulations someone upstairs must like you. For the rest of us schmucks we’re gonna have to slug it out, day in day out, week in week out, year in year out. I promise one day things will make sense. That one day everything will fall into place. I just can’t tell you when that will be. We all have those epiphanies here and there and this maybe one of mine. I’m very good at dishing out advice but seldom adhere to it. So for me, I’m going to start listening to more of what I preach. For you, I hope you take what is good in your life and hold onto it and throw the bad shit out. Life is hard enough as it is without useless people to clutter up your days.

I will be honest and tell you that I’ve made a fair share of bad decisions and own a plethora of regrets. But I truly try to forget the past. It’s there for a reason it’s behind you. It isn’t going to change. Something that happened a year ago will NEVER change. You can’t alter your past only shape your future. The choices you make today will definitely impact your tomorrow but once today is gone that’s it, it’s history. You can not, and can’t look back. Keep an eye on the horizon and look FORWARD. You don’t want to say I wish I did this, or I wish I did that. You want to say, I’m going to do this or I’m going to do that. Plan to do something amazing and do it. Life is short and when you have the chance live it up and be positive and look forward. Take your past and allow it to shape who you are today and make that the best person you can possibly be.

Love

Lately I’ve been asking myself a pretty basic question. What is love? Seems basic enough. But I had so many other thoughts and feelings that crept into my mind about it. Is love having everything in common with someone? Is it being a complete opposite and complimenting each other? Or could it just be that you’d rather spend every waking moment with a person rather than without them? I suspect it’s partly all of them, partly none of them. It’s one of those seriously fucked up things in life that’s meant to constantly keep people awake at night.

I’m not saying that in a bad way. I do not mean to say that love is a bad thing. Quite the contrary. Love is an extraordinary thing capable of making people to truly remarkable things. But none of that really points to the answering the question that I find asking myself. What is love?  I’d love to know what you think. Love to know what everybody thinks about what that word means to them. Because I have a sneaky suspicion that if you asked 100 people, you’d receive 100 different answers about love is. I’m no expert. But to me love boils down to a few, very specific, very important elements.

Love to me is simple. It’s that feeling. That feeling of unease that creeps into your mind, your body, your soul when you think about a person. That’s not to say it’s a negative feeling. It’s just that feeling that you can’t quite put your finger on it. When you think about the person you can’t quite trace what it is about them that has you so mesmerized. Love is trust. Love is being able to know that the person you love has your back. That even when the worst possible things happen in your life, that they’ll be there for you. Love is chemistry. Love is sex. Love is being with someone who you couldn’t live with out. And ultimately love is about figuring out that even when you think you have it, you really might not.

Love to me is a complex and amazing thing. I can honestly tell you that when you meet the right person everything will not magically fall right into place. Listen, life isn’t a fairy tale. You can absolutely fall in love with a person and everything can come crashing down around you. I’m not saying that. I’m saying that when you really meet the right person. The person that is your soul mate, your whatever you want to call it, that things will eventually fall into place. It likely won’t be easy. It likely won’t be all sunshines and rainbows but at some point it will all come together. Fate, and life, and love, have a funny way of creeping up on you and changing everything it is you thought you knew about yourself. And at the end of the day, you’ll be glad.

The Lies We Tell Ourselves

Someone recently asked me what I thought the most important thing you need for a healthy relationship. I immediately replied love, but at a closer glance maybe it’s trust. So often I find people lying to themselves. Telling themselves that their significant other isn’t cheating. Or they’re not lying to them about where they’ve been. Or that deep down even though he hits me, he’s still a good guy. What is with us lying to ourselves repeatedly to shine a positive light on something that’s a heaping pile of shit? I sometimes wonder if it’s just in human nature to stick out a shitty situation for the hope that somehow, someway, things might change. But they don’t.

People don’t change. You’ve heard of it a thousand times, you’ve seen it a thousand times, but peoples actions speak volumes. If he cheats once, he’s going to cheat again. If he hits you once, he’s going to hit you again. If things are missing in a relationship, they are NEVER going to be there. Quite honestly you have to sit back and ask yourself what is it that you want out of your life. What is it that you want out of a relationship. It’s not an easy question. It’s something that I ask myself daily. I hope that you do as well. Nobody has all the answers. But eventually we stumble into the places we’re supposed to be with the people we’re supposed to be with. As I sit here typing this I wonder what tomorrow brings. That’s the beauty of life though. That no matter how shitty a day has been there is always a tomorrow.

Something I can’t quite put my finger on is why people will continue to stick out a shitty relationship. Why someone is willing to repeatedly tell themselves that things will change when they know they won’t. Why do we lie to ourselves and kid ourselves that things are going to be different tomorrow? Realistically speaking change does happen. But not without an extreme cause with an even greater effect. You don’t just wake up one day and say hey, I’m going to be completely different from here on out. What you really have to do is ask yourself, would you be willing to change something about yourself for them. You have to see if this person that is doing so wrong, and treating you so poorly, really worth your time.

This is a really tough decision to make. Ultimately, there’s no right move. You stay you’re fucked. You leave you perceive yourself as fucked. Truthfully the fact is life falls somewhere in the middle. For a short while yea you’ll be miserable. For a long time you might be alone. But at the end of the day you have to put yourself in the best position for you to be happy in your life. Nobody is going to do that for you. And if you have found someone who’s willing to go the extra mile to make you happy. Well then I think we all know you’ve found yourself a keeper.

Unexpectedly, Expected

I just realized that I have no relationships what so ever with any girl I’ve ever seriously, or casually dated. What do you think that says about me? Once in a while you’ll meet a girl that has you second guessing everything about yourself when you meet her. She changes it all. But it seems like whenever you meet those game changers things never last too long. Fate has a funny way of bringing people together and yet almost simultaneously pulling them apart. Who you are as a person, is it something that’s predetermined when you’re born, or rather who you become over time? Who you become, and what you do with your life, is this something you can control? Or rather something that fate has just cruelly twisted together to make you continually second guessing yourself each step of the way?

Sometimes I find myself unable to imagine myself not being alone. That’s not to say that it’s what I want or would ever remotely want. But it’s something that can keep a guy up at night. You want to be the guy who gets the girl. The guy who meets a girl, falls madly in love and everything just clicks into place. Unfortunately that’s rare. I want to be the guy that gets the girl. Who wouldn’t? Sometimes you think you’ve found her and you have her and it just ends up that you’re only going to for a short while. Honestly, whatever happened to being HONEST. To telling someone exactly, how you feel, being completely up front and real. What happened to that? Why is it so much about playing games and all the incessant nonsense bullshit that goes along with it?

In life, fate only takes you so far, the rest my dear friends, is up to you. A lot of things in life boil down to chemistry and timing. It’s an easy cop out to say that everything happens for a reason even when I actually truly believe that. But in all honesty, it’s a scape goat. We say that to make ourselves feel better the day after we get dumped. Or after someone we know dies in a car accident. The simple fact of the matter is that life is messy, and not all people get a happy ending. Sometimes you can have your cake, you just don’t get to eat it. Sometimes fate plays tricks on you and gives you a glimmer of hope only to yank it away seconds later. I believe it’s possible in an instant to know you can’t spend your life without someone. But why so often are those same feelings not necessarily reciprocated?

Truthfully, dating is hard. Love is hard. Life IS hard. It’s hard on it’s own, you don’t need to be adding to it by trying to force things that aren’t there. When something is truly meant to be….It. Will. Be. Round pegs, don’t fit in square holes no matter how hard we force them in. A lot of times for me, it’s not whether I’ll meet the right girl or not, but rather if it’ll be the right time for both of us. Timing is everything in life. Seconds turn into minutes, that turn into hours, that turn into days. But when you really take a look at it, a minute here and there could be life altering for one person or any person for that matter.

So what am I trying to say here? Tough for me to decipher amongst these incessant ramblings. But I guess life is really tough. You get a lot of ups and you get a lot of downs. But when it comes down to it, trust yourself. Trust who you are as a person and what you want out of your life. If you get butterflies the first time you meet a guy then ask him out. If you kiss a girl and you feel a spark make sure you don’t let her get away. If you get the opportunity to kiss a beautiful girl, go for it. Life is short, you really don’t know how many chances you are going to have to make memories.

What I really think life is about is love. Love for your family. Love for your friends. And love for the people around you. It’s about finding love and keeping it. That doesn’t necessarily mean you’re going to be lucky in love, but when you find something that feels right hold on to it. I will readily admit to letting good things in life pass me by. I will readily admit to being afraid to speak up and afraid to go for what I want. Those amount to some massive regrets in my life. But I’ve gotten so much better at that now. I’m no longer afraid to voice my feelings or opinions on what I want and what matters to me. And neither should you.

Life is what you make of it. Love is what you make of it. If you meet someone you can’t be with out, tell them that. It may hurt to be rejected but it will hurt a lot more to second guess yourself for 40-50 years. Carpe diem. Seize the day. Go for what you want for fucks sake! Nobody is going to give you anything in life. You have to earn it. If that means getting rejected fine, so what? If that means getting hurt, hey nobody said this was going to be easy. But at the end of the day, you want to be able to say I fucking went for it each and every day of my life and I am proud on how I lived.

My 40yr Old Whoops

So, obviously I’ve done my fair share of stupid shit. I’ve preached and spoke about how I feel about life, love and everything in between. So I figured right about now you guys should enjoy one of my more hilarious moments in my dating life…So what proceeds are my hazy, yet fairly put together recollection of one of the better nights in recent memory. Enjoy.

Somewhere in the neighborhood of 6months + ago I had one memorable night in Atlantic City. Was down there with a big group of friends and for whatever reason we decided bottle service would be the way to go for the night, so naturally 4 bottles of Kettle One later, I don’t recall that much from the evening. I’ll quickly jump to the goods, but we had a table and next to us was a bachelorette party of women I would say ranging from 33-45. Not my usual demographic or interest point, but there was one particular woman who for her age looked tremendous. We had the entire night to flirt and flirt I did. Something about a young pup chasin her definitely had her interest peaked. She and I started taking shots, having fun, dancing yada yada.

So we’re sitting in this VIP area and she just straight up attacks me. Starts making out with me all over me. Hilarious. Things are getting hot and heavy and she asks me to come back to her room. I thought, hell why the fuck not. I said I had to take a leak and we could bounce. She proceeded to take another shot. I come back from the bathroom to grab this woman and head upstairs, when she throws up all over herself. Do you believe in fate? Because I do. Perhaps if I didn’t go to the bathroom this lady could have puked all over me. Inevitably ending and ruining my night. Thank the lord for the rate of pee once someone starts drinking because I quickly avoided that situation, and this lady was off to bed.

Look, take the funny out of this story and appreciate that you can get whoever you want, whenever you want. Be careful in how much liquor is involved in your evenings, because sometimes it has unintended consequences. Needless to say, barf breath is not going to get you laid. I have a t-shirt that says, an awkward morning beats a boring night. Couldn’t agree with that one more, live it up and drink it down. Cheers.

Questions to Consider

Recently, I decided to start asking some of my readers some questions. Nothing crazy but just some things I always find myself asking women and other people in general. Below are the responses I received from one such lady. I’ll be doing this from time to time so I hope you enjoy. First up is a girl I’ve only recently gotten to know. We’ll call her by her twitter handle @thatsoalexandra Below are the questions and her responses! Hope you like this idea I had.

1. Do you believe in love at first sight?
2. Have you ever fallen for someone who’s not interested in you?
3. Do you think a strong healthy sex life is imperative to maintaining a healthy relationship?
4. Tell me about a time you had your heart broken? Ever broken a heart?
5. What is the most important personality trait/body part you look for in a guy?
6. What is your most memorable date?
7. Can you envision your life complete without a husband/significant other?
8. Do you ever worry you’ll be alone and never find happiness?
9. Tell me about some of your dating insecurities. (bad breath, bad hair day, first kiss etc.)
10. Have you ever poured your heart out to a guy only to be rejected?
1. Only with a pair of Christian Louboutins. Haha. But seriously, I believe more in the lust at first sight thing, and more often than not that’s ruined by the time the guy opens his mouth.
2.  I’m 24. I haven’t fallen for many guys. That said, I have of course had attractions to guys who didn’t feel the same way.
3. I think it’s absolutely imperative. I could never carry on a relationship with someone I didn’t love being intimate with. How would that ever work?
4.  Heartbreak sucks, but I’m lucky enough to say I’ve been the heartbreaker more times than I’ve played the role of the heartbroken. I usually sulk for a few days, drown myself in vodka cocktails with my super supportive girlfriends, then carry on until the next one comes along. I’ve never met a guy who made me feel like he’s the be all, end all type of guy that I absolutely cannot live without. So for now, my heartbreaks are chalked up to nothing more than experiences you have to learn from.
5.  I think girls should always pay attention to how a guy treats his mother because it’s generally the type of treatment they’ll be receiving in the relationship. Beyond that, I look for a mouth full of pearly whites.
6. HASN’T HAPPENED YET! I’ll let you know when it does.
7.  Yes, I’ve never been the type of girl who needs a guy to give my life a sense of completeness. I’m an extremely independent person. I don’t like depending on people for things in life, especially a guy.
8. No, not really. Of course I want my fairytale wedding [with Bruce Springsteen and Van Morrison to play the reception], but until it’s right, I’m having the time of my life traveling and being free to roam wherever I want with whomever I so choose.
9.  Most of my dating insecurities fly out the window after the first date, or after about an hour into the first date. I’m more worried about being turned off by a hot guy with bad breath or a super small package.
10.  I’m not one for getting sappy and pouring my heart out to guys. Most girls can sense when things aren’t flowing right with a guy.  When that happens, I usually proceed to tell the guy how much of a piece of shit he is and let it fizzle out on it’s own from there. That might sound cold hearted, but I’ve never been one to tell my feelings for the hell of it when I know [or can sense] they won’t be reciprocated.
Okay, I know these are short and sweet. But again, I’m not a sappy, wappy little lovebird. Should you decide to post my [lame] interview, let me know! And if you use a photo of me to accompany the post, definitely let me pre-approve. I’ll talk to you soon.
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