I find guys who tell me that I over think rather creepy. Generally because it's like "Lex, you over think, just do me." Nike beat you to it boys.
The second guy to ever kiss me messaged me the other day. According to Facebook we last talked in 2013. I knew it before he said it, he had been dumped by his long term girlfriend. He was lonely and depressed blah blah blah
Pair that with the guy from high school who was recently divorced
Or the coworker that was recently separated
Or the guy in high school who was head over heels for me and decided to tell me he had just had group sex and it all adds up to screw you guys.
I know I was a fling to Curtis.
It's nice to know effort isn't being put in to not talk to me anymore. And he kept mentioning the girl half his age.
Why am I that person? That I'll make it all better or at least I won't make it worse person. And what's so wrong with expectations anyway. Now the only way to connect with someone is to not connect with them at all. It's completely unsexy the way things happen these days.
And work. I don't know what I want to do anymore. Every job interview asks what my hobbies are. I'm sorry, hobbies? 12 hour days and you want me to have a hobby too? I thought about cooking today and ate a bowl of cereal. I'm exhausted. People are officially making me feel old by saying I am too experienced to be in the jobs I'm in. I know it's a compliment. To know what I'm doing, but still. I don't know what that next step is.
Monday, April 13, 2015
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