Some of it Naked

sometimes drunken lady thoughts

[someofitnaked]

Part of me really wants it to stay freezing cold outside all winter. Maybe because it reminds me of New York? I started one of those online dating accounts. It's fun but weird. It's fun if you don't have one guy you're all hung up on. I do, I have that thing. That guy. I met him on there and we have hung out four times, and all I can really say is I like who I am when I'm around him. And that's not an easy thing to find. He wants to take it slow, which is scary but nice. No one ever asked me to do that before. I thought it only happened on TV. But I like it because rushing into things has gotten me into trouble in the past. But then it was always about sex. This guy and I can actually talk. A lot. And he's just so fucking beautiful. So what do I do about these other boys who are sorta nice and want to meet me? Do I meet them? There's a few. One I did meet and now he's texting me again a month later. He's in an open relationship and I was curious to hear about it. It's not for me. I had a nice time chatting with him but did not find him particularly attractive, so there will be no testing of my theory. I suppose I should text him back, but boy does it feel awkward. Another one I maybe could actually like. We've talked a decent amount and I don't get too bored. Lots of the boys on there are boring. Well, some are just dumb, but that you can ignore. Nothing is worse than boring. About that weather... I guess it couldn't hurt to meet one boy while I'm taking it slow. Maybe that will help me stay on track and not be overbearing. My romantic side, though, feels like that's cheating. Obviously it isn't really, but I have never dated multiple people. It feels inappropriate. This ain't Sex and the City. I mean, if you're going to make an effort to take something slow, doesn't that mean you're taking it seriously?

[someofitnaked]

In other news, I'm moving out and I like two whole boys. But only one of them gives me Koolaid smiles.

[someofitnaked]

Sometimes when I'm drinking, I'll remember something I said or did while sober and wonder what the hell I was thinking. Not in a dramatic way, but in a way that makes me feel like I'm smarter when drunk. Alcohol assists my critical thinking. Is this a bad sign?!

[clubfamous]

girls think about sex just as much as boys do and that is a fact bye

[someofitnaked]

I hate it when alone feels lonely. I'm tired of worrying about how everything I do affects my ex. I'm tired of explaining to people how I know the "famous" girl who dates that annoying chick. Oh, we moved here together, we broke up but we still live together. Oh how incestuous our community is. I don't give a shit. If I'm going to be alone, I need to actually be alone. I can't share a goddamn car with her. I can't pretend like we're friends. I can't pretend I enjoy watching her snuggle up with someone while I'm still wallowing in my lonely self pity. I can't let her turn me into a little bitch. When I tell her I want to move out I shouldn't have to backtrack and tell her I'm sorry. Her feelings are hurt? Really? Fuck that shit. Just fuck it hard, because I'm certainly not getting anything else like that out of this deal. Old boy, new boy, in between boy... Let's face it. I need someone who is as needy as I am.

[screenspender-blog]

liquor before beer youre in the clear

beer before liquor youll be okay dont be a little bitch

[someofitnaked]

So many things. The boy I liked is a lost cause. Then a boy I used to know but never liked in that way came to town and kissed me. I told him it was like Lorraine telling Marty that kissing him was like kissing her brother. Then I met a new boy. One I had met once before and wondered about. This time we hooked up. Now we have a date, and I can't even tell you how awesome it is.

[someofitnaked]

Soooo... Someone tried kissing me tonight. I did not like it. This was a friend from a few years ago who was in town. Never an inkling of chemistry before, and certainly none tonight. In fact, when he kissed me, I stopped him and described how I felt like Lorraine Baines: "When I kiss you, it's like I'm kissing...my brother." Because that is exactly how I felt. But he didn't give it up. He kept talking about how there must be a reason for us seeing each other. Uh, yeah, you came here and called us. The end. No coincidence. Go away with your compliments and your karma and your carrying on. He even pulled me away from Open Relationship Boy to discuss the situation. Can't you see I'm busy?!

[tiny-facts]

[amoying]

life hack: be rich

[someofitnaked]

I don't usually let myself get seriously stressed, but money is the devil.

[therelatableimages]

[lulubox]

[someofitnaked]

I just realized that I need to be needed. And right now the only person who needs me is me. And that's just a little more than I can handle.

[staypozitive]

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. 

[biosphxre]

[thelittleyellowdiary]

I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.

Uma Thurman (via zebracasserole)