The Lady Brain

This is not the real blog, this is just a decoy blog. The real blog is under your seats.

Dear boy who screwed me over.

I think what upsets me most about you, is that I’m still upset.

Trust me, I have done everything within my power to just get over it already, I broke contact, I made my lists of your wrongs, and I have a support network of people to listen and agree about how much of an asshole you are — and yet, here I am months later ranting to myself upon the news that you got back together with your ex.

It’s not fucking fair.

You used me, you made me a part of your relationship with her, made me something to use against somebody I didn’t even know. I was weakly and pathetically in love and so I allowed myself to be treated like shit, and for that I am still angry with myself.

I don’t want you to get what you want. You haven’t changed, you haven’t earned any sort of redemption, you simply played the game well; you convinced her that you were a friend and then you maneuvered your way from there.

How do you keep convincing people you love that you’re really just a good guy after you behave like such an asshole towards them? Please tell me your secret, because your ability to do this is fascinating. 

I wish I could tell her all the things you said about her, but I don’t know her, and her business is none of mine. I wish I could confront you about the way you acted after we had sex, but I know you’ll never say anything that will be satisfactory.

So I keep sitting here from the sidelines getting pissed over things that aren’t in my control. 

Worth it.

My tailbone is all bruised after fooling around on the hood of The Journalist’s car.

I dreamed a dream…

That I wrote this great insult on The Student’s facebook wall. The feelings of guilt and pleasure were so strong that when I woke up I had to check it didn’t actually happen.

Rules I made up for myself/ Things I learned from dating The Reporter

I think it’s time to say goodbye to The Reporter; it looks like another case of me ignoring the obvious: I am the rebound. We had a great second date (twas a Truth or Dare date) with lots of making out and  big plans for the third, but then he canceled and rescheduled  That’s okay, he really is a busy guy, but for the first time in 4 weeks he has stopped texting me everyday and he’s been hanging out with his ex. Soooooo OKCupid account REACTIVATE!

1. Do not date someone who is still friends with their latest ex. I know, we all think that making friends with an ex is a sign of ultimate maturity, and I’m not completely against it. But when it’s your most recent ex, and you’ve barely put anytime between you and the break-up, it just says you’re not ready to let go and in the back of your mind you hope you’ll get back together. Plus it’s inconsiderate for the next person you’re dating because no matter how “ok with it” they seem, you’re still making them uncomfortable.

2. Do not sext someone you’ve not actually had sex with yet… In my defense, I was hormonal, sleep deprived, and very very horny. 

3. As shallow as it is, text is an indicator of interest. If they were texting you from morning till night and now they text once or twice every other day, you’re getting the string-a-long.

4. It’s early days so if it’s  not easy, it’s not worth it.

Goodbye Reporter!

An artistic approximation of The Reporter:

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Guten prank!

nonfinity asked: Your adventures in okcupid are entertaining. Thought it might tickle you to know that. :)

I’m glad to know somebody was entertained, thank you for telling me!

Who gives a fuck about your first love. Give a big round of applause for your second love, because they taught you love still exists after you thought it never could again.

(via dirtylittlestylewhoree)

I really needed someone to say this.

(Source: southernbellelane, via eury-dice)

I am bad at rejection.

I think I’m being helpful, or honest, and I always make it as excruciating for everyone involved as possible.

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