Will be posting an FAQ on "who is Boyfriend?" as soon as I sit my ass down in front of my laptop. I haven't opened the damn thing in a week thanks to uni.
Anyway, welcome to awkward night thoughts. These are so irrelevant but I can't speak to anyone about them and so I only have my blog to speak to. Loneliness cries.
So, tonight I have concluded that I am a "dickface".
I was thinking about Boyfriend and my relationship with him. I remembered this one particular moment we were comparing lip balms. I had about five different scented ones in my bag (forgive me! I'm a teenage girl living her childhood dream of being/smelling pretty!) and he had one, specifically that pink tinted Vaseline one. He said that he asked a girl at work to buy him one and she got him that one and that's when it hit me: if he wasn't comfortable asking me to get him something so small like a little Vaseline pot, and I just wasn't incredibly comfortable being "normal" (meaning not a try-hard) around him then maybe we weren't right for each other.
I spent so much time placing him on a pedestal because I was terrified of not finding anyone else that would match up to his standards, and his standards were too perfect to be true at the time. I felt like I didn't deserve him or that I was too imperfect for him. In reality, I guess we just weren't as comfortable as we should have been. This made me come to my aforementioned conclusion regarding me just being "an uncomfortable dickface".
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