im in relationship limbo right now and it's driving me ****ing crazy.
i have been dating this girl for like 6 months and i am totally smitten. she's fun, beautiful, and smart. the one i thought i was going to marry. so anyway, we're a little different. im the punk kid, tattoos, piercings, and she's totally the small town preppy girl. she loves godsmack, and i like agent orange as the song goes...but we have always gotten along great. i can chill with her hippie polo friends, and she gets along great with all my punks and burnouts. it was perfect! so i thought.
2 weeks ago, im closing up the club we run around 2:30 am and taking the bands to a friends house to stay and she calls me on the cell telling me we need to talk. keep in mind, she has been out all night partying, so she came by the club twice to say hey and stuff. so im like... ?
so i meet her at the house, she's crying, says she's not 100% sure of our relationship, doesn't know what she wants to do, misses her friends, and thinks we need time apart. GREAT...so im getting dumped.
now this girl CONSTANTLY talks about when, where, we are getting married, what to name our kids, etc. i mean, im talking 2 days before this happens. i think everything is gravy. then out of the ****ing blue, i get this ****. it's been two weeks, we cry when we see each other about 2 times a week. she still calls every day. she still wants to go to nopi together...but we are broken up. we act like we are still an item when we are together (i.e. still screwing), but who the **** knows what's going on.
so here i am. miserable. ****it, i have too much **** to clean on my car this weekend to stress.
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i have been dating this girl for like 6 months and i am totally smitten. she's fun, beautiful, and smart. the one i thought i was going to marry. so anyway, we're a little different. im the punk kid, tattoos, piercings, and she's totally the small town preppy girl. she loves godsmack, and i like agent orange as the song goes...but we have always gotten along great. i can chill with her hippie polo friends, and she gets along great with all my punks and burnouts. it was perfect! so i thought.
2 weeks ago, im closing up the club we run around 2:30 am and taking the bands to a friends house to stay and she calls me on the cell telling me we need to talk. keep in mind, she has been out all night partying, so she came by the club twice to say hey and stuff. so im like... ?
so i meet her at the house, she's crying, says she's not 100% sure of our relationship, doesn't know what she wants to do, misses her friends, and thinks we need time apart. GREAT...so im getting dumped.
now this girl CONSTANTLY talks about when, where, we are getting married, what to name our kids, etc. i mean, im talking 2 days before this happens. i think everything is gravy. then out of the ****ing blue, i get this ****. it's been two weeks, we cry when we see each other about 2 times a week. she still calls every day. she still wants to go to nopi together...but we are broken up. we act like we are still an item when we are together (i.e. still screwing), but who the **** knows what's going on.
so here i am. miserable. ****it, i have too much **** to clean on my car this weekend to stress.
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