my relationship status is so whacked it strikes me as hysterically funny on nights like these, when i come home drunk to hang out with the kitties at 1AM and contemplate my life.
i have my un-boyfriend.... who flirts with me constantly, is a wonderful good-looking guy, one of my best friends, and my partner-in-crime for all things adventurous, but who has zero romantic interest. and a plethora of boys (and girls!) who have expressed interest but don't interest me. and a plethora of boys that i have expressed interest in who have no interest.
ha.
but, i have friends. and friends cover 95% of what needs to be covered quite adequately. and the rest... well... the rest isn't that hard to take care of.
so really, life is pretty damned good.
i have my un-boyfriend.... who flirts with me constantly, is a wonderful good-looking guy, one of my best friends, and my partner-in-crime for all things adventurous, but who has zero romantic interest. and a plethora of boys (and girls!) who have expressed interest but don't interest me. and a plethora of boys that i have expressed interest in who have no interest.
ha.
but, i have friends. and friends cover 95% of what needs to be covered quite adequately. and the rest... well... the rest isn't that hard to take care of.
so really, life is pretty damned good.
fatalconceit:
you just like unavailable men.