There’s only so long as you can listen to love confessions from a ghost.

You know… I’ve been scolding myself for always having some other topic on my mind other than how hot the guy I’m with is. But I just realized that, damned, I get bored listening to love confessions and compliments on a freaking conveyor belt. Like, “Yes, but give me something to love about you!” Of course, it’s nice to hear a guy likes me, my look, my attitude, and whatnot, but you can’t just stick around as a one-sided lover forever.

I like to listen to men who have a ton of ideas about whatever and who are excited and curious about life in general, their whatever they’re into, and I don’t know, who OBSERVE other things around them, rather than just me. I want him to give me something about himself, something… exciting.

But so often, it’s just a competition of who loves me the most.

Bleh. Take a number.

 

Related Posts

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *