My time

The bad part about…well, everything in my life right now, is not knowing anyone around me. I get on Facebook Dating for “causal friendships” and find people are literally only want me for my looks. I have given my number out four times, only “Daddy” has used it to his advantage. The other three try to make small talk through TEXTING, which I fucking hate. I‘m just at the point of, if you don’t have anything to talk about just don’t bother.

Why try to force a connection? There was absolutely no plans, no expectations with Daddy and we get along great. Why can’t they just notice they have NO interest in getting to know me and move on. If I’m not hitting you up for a booty call, I‘m probably never going to give you that option. Daddy is literally the perfect rebound. He’s too busy to get feelings, he’s too far away to see regularly, he knows exactly what he’s doing sexually. That is particularly the definition of a perfect rebound. I got lucky with him, now I can focus on just making friends, people to do shit with once in a while. 

Matt never leaves my head, he’s the only one I want to hang out with. Knowing we can’t, we can’t talk cause that leads to seeing each other, then same shit different day. Instead of me worried about closing on my house tomorrow, I‘m focused on trying not to think about Matt.  

Well, another day goes by and I still haven’t closed on the damn house that keeps haunting me. I tried to be eco-friendly by getting solar panels and now they have become my nemesis. For weeks we have just sat here with a fucking thumbs up our asses. Until today, now they decided they need documents, warranty transfer, etc.