So this was something I meant to post, but couldn't find a place to fit it in, but after learning again last night that my luck struck me again in the same circumstance, i'll just say it
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Married, lesbian or werewolf. Such are the risks you run in the world of romance, my friend. All you can do is keep trying. And keep putting a funny spin on the parts that go bad or else it eats you alive and makes you miserable and thinking of chasing a ball of razor wire with a jug of drain cleaner.
I assure you there are heterosexuals in California. Much as the lisping, limp wristed San Francisco immigrants at ASU would like to convince all humans otherwise. I know. They're out there. Just have to keep playing the game and try not to get so attached before you're sure there's any spark between you. It's a hard trick to get down, but it's the only thing that kept me from killing myself over each of my horrific lady debacles.
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I assure you there are heterosexuals in California. Much as the lisping, limp wristed San Francisco immigrants at ASU would like to convince all humans otherwise. I know. They're out there. Just have to keep playing the game and try not to get so attached before you're sure there's any spark between you. It's a hard trick to get down, but it's the only thing that kept me from killing myself over each of my horrific lady debacles.
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