The talk came after an akward evening where I spent my evening drowning my unhappiness in double rum n cokes w/a lime...
I probably consumed my own bottle or Bacardi, how I do enjoy a good rum!
The text messages started filtering in around 11 or so, to the tune of poor me, whoa is me
so forth and so on.
Im not a cheater... I have never cheated on my significant other.
I was ready to go out and find some random man, and have my way with him.....
just to prove a point!
The messages started flying even quicker... one right after another, they ranged between two emotional sets, Anger & Pity
I came to some realizations that night, standing outside a bar, talking to some strange guy about all the going on's in my home.
Im not happy
Im not attracted to him
I need a MAN! not a whinny ass little boy
So, the talk came finally...
needless to say....
This little birdie..is free... free... FRRREEEEEE!!!!!!
Time for me to call my booty call.. woop woop!!!!
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Knowing what you need and what you don't want is the biggest part of the battle. Stay strong Hottie!
But for god's sake, get the grapefruit helmet off your head!!
Mmm rum. =)
Keep your head up darlin'. You rock.
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