They keep asking for more chances. They gradually improve, but the situation still feels more or less the same. I know this is my fault. I'm a control freak and am very particular about EVERYTHING. I always feel I know what I want, but I guess I don't when I keep changing my mind.
I'm not trying to be sexually frigid but it's so damn hard not to when you're with someone you barely know. I can't keep doing the fuck buddy thing, I don't know what it is but I need to feel more desirable than that. Fuck Buddy is such an ugly status sometimes.
I'm sick of guys saying they don't want the drama. Except I'm not a dramatic person. I also think monogamy is a ridiculous idea. And this fuck buddy status seems to demand more seriousness which is very boring--sometimes even sad.
You don't have to love a person to try and appreciate them.
Ball and Chain by Martha Wainwright:
Got your hand up all in my shirt
And you know that it hurts
Ball & chain
My ball & chain
Crossing the street you look so fine
Making up everything that's in my mind
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are all the same
With your balls & your chains
Bend me over the back of the carseat
Take me down to Easy Street
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are all the same
With your balls & your chains
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Why does this always happen?
Why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Yeah
Yeah, her tits were higher than mine
With a waist that is sugar-fine
I heard she could read & write too
And she's getting a degree in fucking you
Sexual Psychology
It's easier than philosophy
It's easier than chemistry
Where's my chemisty?
Why does this always happen?
Oh why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Got your hand up all in my shirt
And you know that it hurts
Ball & chain
My ball & chain
Crossing the street you look so fine
Making up everything that's in my mind
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are all the same
With your balls & your chains
Bend me over the back of the carseat
Take me down to Easy Street
Ball & chain
Ball & chain
You are all the same
With your balls & your chains
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Why does this always happen?
Why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Yeah
Yeah, her tits were higher than mine
With a waist that is sugar-fine
I heard she could read & write too
And she's getting a degree in fucking you
Sexual Psychology
It's easier than philosophy
It's easier than chemistry
Where's my chemisty?
Why does this always happen?
Oh why does this always happen?
Why?
Why?
Why?