i know this is slightly insulting for older 20-30 something year olds, who have been through the dating game, been through the serious relationships and for someone of the tender age of 17 who has never bedded anyone, really weeped over a life-changing horrible rejection or relationship to say this, well may be a slap in one's face. but let me assure you i am not being egotistic or guru-like. from my fair share of "i think we should just be friends," jerks, players and numerous forms of male. i sympathise with every woman and even man who has gone through such experiences. i would merely like to remind everyone (myself included) that everyone has a choice and we should always be wise about giving ourselves away literally and metaphorically.
this doesnt mean i am anti-relationship and destined to age lonely, drunk and tending to my 987598900 cats. i just mean that sometimes getting caught up with the quest for unrealistic mr right can make one lose sight of meeting your mr right... am i making sense? probably not. it is 12:43am, so forgive the babble. but i should conclude here. i do hope that by steering away from this deluded fantasy that you will actually find that the boy sitting opposite you at the coffee shop; with a black tea (you're a green tea kind of girl), a book you hate, an uneven haircut, a cute but not quite aaron johnson face may actually mean something to you after all.
love
p.s. this blog was not a sad excuse to rant about aaron johnson, but it was to post a picture and froth over him.
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