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I don’t know why I thought it would be a great idea to play #RE2 this late at night with the headset every little noise is just scaring the shit out of me. My anxiety is on high alert. #gaming #residentevil #horror #stupidchoices #help #letsgoclaire #icantwaittodie #fuck #imaxeahorriblemistake (at El Paso, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/priscilla_works/p/BvYTTXblHum/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1p94f5mzkm7xb
I wish you would call...i miss you!
I guess it's moving on time...
Do you know a life of loneliness and one filled with pain living a life with nothing to gain. Surrounded by darkness Overwhelmed with shame. A life without peace with no one to blame. Do you know of a place unseen, a place that holds only shattered dreams, A place filled with sorrow with no end in sight, I am given this gift each and every night. Do you know of a place so cold, this is the place I call my soul. A place without hope or comforting dreams, a life not worth living wouldn't it seem Do you know of a life, that should have never been, and the feeling that today, this life has to end. One more day of sadness is much too hard to bare, I am tired of living a life of heart ache and despair. Do you know a person with so much pain inside, or the feeling of loneliness when no one hears your cries, maybe when the tears are gone, and I can clearly see, the only question left will be.. DO YOU KNOW me
Don't Mess with Exes
Ex-boyfriends tout a comfort that can’t be reckoned with. Or maybe it’s only that you think it can’t be reckoned with and in reality ALWAYS needs to be challenged. I recently fell into what I wouldn’t call a one-way trip to the abyss, but maybe a stumble (or fall) over that beautiful tree root growing out of the sidewalk. You know, you’re walking along, no big deal, confident, cool, collected, HOT, and, HOLY HELL, a fucking tree root that you didn’t see sends you to the cement. One always prays to HOPEFULLY escape these happenings, but instead, it's like you watch your life slow-mo materialize in front of a big, fat, reality checking, gawking, audience.
Yay.
Let’s back up before we replay the night.
The, oh-so-epic night began with dinner, and tickets to Radiohead. I KNOW! RADIOHEAD. Like, my all time, can’t live without band, and would do anything like hang out with an ex-boyfriend, band, even go out of town to an old town, band. Yep. I went there. I mean I didn’t exactly plan the trip around it, but let me tell you, I fit it in to my plans. DUH.
One week before, I received a confused, weird, text message saying, “there’s only one caveat.” My heart dropped, my head spun, and I could only imagine that he was taking his other ex-girlfriend or some fresh, blonde, tarte (I’m also blonde, but whatever) in my stead. I iPhone-tapped, “Eh, I hate caveats.” He said, “Our texts crossed and it’s actually a Deftones’ concert.”
(Scooby Doo sound) “OH! Ok. You had me scared. I mean don’t get me wrong I love the Deftones, but, yeah.”
Deftones it is. But, really? REALLY. I only blabbed about how Radiohead was my all time favorite band, but I ignored the obvious scheme that had played out without me knowing.
We went, laughed, had a great time watching the idiots mosh around, and he drove me home.
So what did I get? What can only be described as an awkward goodbye hug, and him feeling so comfortable that he kissed/licked/violated the inside of my nostril with his tongue (duplicate previous Scooby-Doo sound here).
Yep, that’s right. THE INSIDE OF MY NOSTRIL, PEOPLE. I was so stunned by this unexpected, indescribable action, that I sat up, gathered my stuff, and word-vomited, “Are you so bored and comfortable that you needed to explore the one orifice you hadn’t licked before?” TMI, I know, but you’re all adults (at least you should be). He was obviously horrified and squawked, "I don't know?? I panicked!" How did I get here, again, I groaned in my brain?
We laughed, weirdly. I left. And, sigh, immediately started day-dreaming about the man of my dreams that I met 3 days before, with the meh girlfriend. (See prior blog posts).
Two points:
Never settle; and
Comfortable, boring, relationships with the wrong person result in unwanted actions like French-kissing things that should never be touched, let alone licked.
