I drink the wine
straight from the bottle
because there’s no need
for niceties anymore
No reason
to put on airs and pretend I’m sexy
So I don flannel pants and an oversized shirt
for comfort
Why do I allow you to take
all the good parts of me
when you go
Wanted to give you all an update on my quest to become a cougar! I am chuckling to myself while I type that, because I’m not really on a quest to become a cougar. If it happens, that’s fine, if it doesn’t, that’s fine too. I’m not going to be chasing them down and sinking my claws into them or anything. I’ll let them knock on my door.
Anyway, just wanted to let you know what happened with “Fuckalicious”. He looks extremely fuckalicious, but I guess I won’t be finding out if he is anytime soon. He texted Monday night, after we’d just discussed getting together sometime in the near future, to tell me he and his ex had gotten back together. Sometime between 10 am and 9 pm, they reconciled. Isn’t that sweet?? Just precious, isn’t it? I’m just being a sarcastic shit. I’m not mad. I told him best of luck, and he knows where to find me. I didn’t waste the “exes are exes for a reason” speech on him. He’ll figure it out. I will miss the thought of having my way with that though. The only thing that kept running through my head after all that occurred was a song by Christina Aguilera that I am particularly fond of. It just made me think of him! Well, back to the jungle to find more hotties!