Robolove

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Robolove
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I understand that you are proud of your muscles, but I don't really want to see a picture of you, headless, hunched over and bunched up taking said picture of yourself in the bathroom mirror with a toilet behind you. It makes it look like you are not only constipated but trying to drop a long distance turd into the bowl for some world record I don't want to know about. Ew.

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Robolove
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Tell me why some one would tell you one part of something upsetting then absolutely refuse to tell you the rest? What good could possibly come from that? Not to mention the fact that the person you are telling is obviously already not in the best of moods.
Seriously, please consider the words that are about to come out of your mouth before you spew forth the lethal vomit.

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I am in the midst of a crisis. What that crisis is exactly is a mystery to me. All I know is that I am having a perpetual coniption fit. I keep canceling this date with a guy that honestly I am not interested in dating. He would make a fantastic friend but as far as a meaningful relationship goes, it just isn't going to happen. This alone is making me question myself. Is there something inately wrong with me, that I would be completely unwilling to even try? Even though it's been years since I WAS in a relationship? Relationship...this is making me think of some quote from a movie. Possibly two. Anyhow...I am insane. That's the basic jist of this post. I feel horribly guilty for not wanting to date. Okay so you say it like that and it makes me sound even more ridiculous. I shouldnt feel guilty for wanting to be alone...I like myself best...at least in these circumstances. Not to mention all of my potential downfalls as a mate to some one else. The disappointment that some one who is trying to date me might find would be pretty haneous. I don't mind them, but until I find some one that I can trust to like them as well I don't really want to waste any one elses time or my own. Selfish? Or just realistic? Or perhaps even a little pessimistic. I don't trust. There you go. Back to that again. Oh well. Better to know the honest truth about myself then try to pretend to be some kind of blind bobble headed idiot.
I apologize for the melodramatic rant.

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Robolove
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I was just remembering when I went to the UK with only $100 to my name...and my sugar daddy husband who thankfully was cool about not letting me starve. I'm pretty sure this trip to Boston is going to be a whole hell of alot less stressfull. I'm glad I actually have money this time.

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Robolove
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I was just thinking about my lj name. Dude I was totally emo before it got a name. What a painfully dorky person I am. But I think the picture of the silly kitty kind of takes away from the overly dramatic connotation of the name. That's a good thing right?
I am going to find more strange things to be the icon...just keeping up the weirdness.
WORK! I really just want to hang out here all day. Maybe get some cleaning done. Watch some shitty tv, play lame games?
Just be lazy.
BOOM!

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Robolove
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I have the hiccups and I am smoking outside. I think an owl or something thinks I'm talking to it because it suddenly started quorking at me.

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Robolove
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I went to the dreaded mall today, and at the perfume counter where Ash and I were randomly sniffing things with no intent to buy, an adorable, albeit misplaced bespectacled boy came around to help us find what we were 'looking' for. I tried to make clever small talk, got awkward as per usual and failed to keep a decent conversation going. Upon exiting the mall again, I intended to possibly exchange phone numbers with said sir but le sigh, he was no longer loitering in the area. Sad, sad stories of a lack of back bone.
Fair well cute perfume counter boy.

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Robolove
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I have nothing interesting to say. I just really wanted to say something. I am done dealing with crazy people, but let me qualify that by saying I am tired of dealing with crazy people who aren't like me. Boastfull arrogance: I am the besat kind of crazy, at least right now. Wine, self-love(sounds dirty) and drunken glee. Where are my people when I am so pleased with myself?
Bad crazy

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Robolove
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I keep obsessively checking craigslist. It is an addiction. Also I want to do something fun, other than sleep and work. I want to meet some new people.

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Robolove
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You know what would be nice? If everything would just go smoothly for once. If the brakes in the car were working, or hell what if the car was something I was comfortable driving at all. It would be nice if I could just get out to my sisters house who lives in bfe for an hour or so tonight, just to at least give Eli his presents and a kiss. But whatever.
Shit happens and people get angry. I will get over this eventually.

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