I totally and willingly sabotaged something I had going on with a guy this week end.
Why? Cause I fell in love with him and I hated the way he was treating me.
"Shit or get off the pot" is a favorite expression of mine.
Apparently he decided he'd rather get off the pot!
Why can't men be honest and just say "I don't love you, I just want to fuck you once in a while. I don't want to hang out with you and be your friend, I just want to come over and fuck you whenever I feel like it." I could deal with that better than how things turned out!
One day I'll be smart enough to get involved with someone who know what he wants and won't stutter trying to explain it, contradicting himself every other words.
Fucking sucks though cause the sex was GREAT. Asides from the actual fucking... that was just...strange.