Pillow Talk: The work edition

Me: "So she texts him to go to ikea. By themselves. No mention of me, y'know. The girlfriend."
Him: "Well she does like them cute and smart."
Me: "Well maybe we should add single to that mix!"

Things around the interwebs...

Remind you of anyone? 

Link here.

Look how you want me now, that I don't need you

Friendships after relationships are tricky business. 

A lot of people will say that you can't be friends with someone you slept with. Or had a relationship with. There's plenty of rules and definitely plenty of opinions on it. Ask one person and they'll say some of their closest friends are their exes, ask another person and they'll say that you could never be "just friends." 

Who's your daddy?

Growing up without a father is usually a non-issue. 

When I was younger I had my share of girls--usually new acquaintances, asking me what it was like. However, if you know no different, how can you describe what it's like? I could no more describe what it was like growing up without one as they could describe what it felt to grow up with one. 

I was a heavy heart to carry; My beloved was weighed down

Anyone who's been through a sort of trauma knows that there's a chance of relapsing. Whether that's picking up that addiction, slipping into negative thoughts, pleading with an ex-lover... whatever the case may be, it's always a very real scenario and a very easy stumble back into a life that you just fought your way out of.

It's a little ironic I suppose, after re-reading my last blog post that everything seemed so easy, so final. The words I read there are ones from a girl with more self confidence. A girl who weathered the storm and who came on the other side. Yeah, she may be a little more scarred, a little bruised but she made it through and she was proud.

Cause I know it's going to hurt, But I like to think at least things can't get any worse.

I realize that when writing, especially on my blog, it may seem like the things, the issues or the problems I write about may get resolved a little too easily. Everything seems to wrap up in a nice little bow or with a (hopefully) witty phrase.

Our system's broken and I...I'll never vote again

Let me preface this by saying two things:

I do vote
I have very little interest in politics
This is my first attempt at writing anything about my views on politics and I expect to fuck it up a bit
This blog will never come overly political
The views in this post my come off as being naïve, uneducated or ignorant—but I’m okay with that.