I’m starting to get into hot tea, but outside of the basic flavor what are your favorites? Is there any “Must have” tea flavors I’m unaware of? I’m a noob, outside of sweet tea, and raspberry tea (which are cold) I know basically nothing.
You think you’ve found somebody highly intriguing on tumblr. You dig their posts, toss a few hearts here and there, notice them creeping on your “Tumblr Crush” list. So you decide to take the next step, ask for either an email or IM screen name to get to know them further, possibly become better friends or what have you.
After a few chit-chats, stop loss conversations, and awkward silences you realize the person you were so memorized via Tumblr is a complete and utter snore/uninteresting person outside of their daily blogs.They’re like the sound of a deflated balloon.
This has happened to me a few times, especially when it’s the opposite sex. Everything looks good on paper, but once you really see the product it’s not exactly the quality you thought you were getting.
I am unfollowing you. The last thing that I need is Starbucks thinking I’m using their wifi to look up porn and have people stare at me when they see my laptop screen with big flappy breasts in all their glory. I’m not trying to be on creeper status so soon. Plus everytime I refresh my dashboard I hold my breath hoping its not nudity, these people are going to think I have lung problems.
If these words were uttered out of his mouth 9 months ago when I was undeniably In love with him singing backstreet boy songs about our relationship I would be running around like Charlotte from sex & the city planning the next step of marriage. Changing my facebook status, calling my mom to reassure her it’s not because I’m pregnant and make sure my father never gets my change of address.
No, this is coming post “I’m so over our breakup, I’ve moved on, went out on dates with men 10x hotter then you that remember my birthday, but you & I managed to become really great friends and have now line danced over the boundaries of ‘continuing to sleep with your ex’ or ‘friends with benefits’ situation.” I can have my own room he assures me with my own bathroom. Sounding like a used car salesman I ponder what the catch is. Needless to say he’s in a bind where he either needs to find somebody to move in with him in his townhouse or move into a smaller apartment because he can’t afford the rent on his own. Being as though I was looking to move out already I was a golden ticket to him. I asked if there was anyone else he’d consider letting to move in with him, he cried out “NO! I’m only comfortable with you, I can live with you.” This was also coming from the same guy who told me a year ago (when moving in together was brought up) that we’d end up killing each other if we shared the same habitat, it wasn’t even possible in this lifetime.
I didn’t give a direct answer, being me I side stepped the hell out of question. As I told him i’d let the thought marinate in my brain for a couple of days before I give him my final answer, he reassured me that it would be a good move, we’d be happy sharing a townhouse together. I hung up the phone, laid back in my bed and sunk my thoughts into my pillow. It’s amazing how everything that I wanted with him over a year ago was now finally happening when we aren’t even together anymore. I wanted to be his live in girlfriend, we’d fall into the relationship where we’d be boyfriend & girlfriend for a decade before getting married - slumming around weekends wearing our college alumni hoodies nestled up on the couch, and going grocery shopping together. We’d have a family, even if it did just consist of us, 4 dogs and remedial fish named Yoda. But now it’s “Man you’d be an awesome roomie!” with awkward walk of shame hallway trips and burping contests.
Facebook needs a new relationship status made just for me, it would be called "Currently In a weird friendship that has a relationship undertone to it, but it’s not REALLY a relationship, we live together, occasionally have intimate contact, we don’t share a bed, I can date other people, but I go home to him at night with [insert his name here]” I think that’d 1 up all those hags that recently got married, eat that long title Mr & Mrs stuck with the same person for the rest of your life. Pfft.
Being observant on your blogs it seems as though you spend most of your time defending yourself rather than actually just BEING your self. This is strictly coming from the observing end because well
1. I clearly don’t know you and 2. I’ve only followed you for a couple weekends now
But from my point of view that’s how it comes across. Obviously people don’t like what you have to say, or have some preconceived notion of you that may or may not be true, and I understand wanting to cut off the bullshit and silence the false accusations , but it seems like you’re blogging just to clear your name rather than being proud of your name.
We all have our differences (I know I wrote a blog about my different opinion of yours) but stop giving them the benefit of actually effecting you and let it roll of your back. Go back to blogging about things that didn’t deal with how other people felt about you. I may be stepping out of line for writing this, but I hate to see someone drown themselves in what people think of them. Don’t apologize or defend yourself for who or what you are, just embrace the madness and let bygones be bygones.
This is a blog community, an open diary if you will. Stop letting people rip pages from your notebook and use them against you, you’re to good for that.
Some girls don't even know themselves outside of a relationship
Their identity gets influenced by the boyfriend and thus the relationship now defines who they are. I hate seeing girls/women lose themselves inside their significant other and seeing who they really are get completely covered up.
I put chips on all of my sammiches (sandwiches.) My top choice is nacho cheese doritos, but If I don’t have them I use cheddar & sour cream ruffle chips.
Before I’m done putting the bread slices together I strategically place chips and then put them together, and push down on my sammich (awaiting the crunch sound) and then a smile is induced on my face. I got the habit from my mom, and I shall pass it down to my child.
It’s so outrageously gorgeous in Atlanta right now, perfect weather, beautiful sky, everything you could write a book on…I want to be out in it, but I don’t know where to go and I have no place to be lol.
This is a collection of all my photography up to date. It took many hours to organize, load, and correct everything. I’d really appreciate it if you stopped by, took a look at it and let me know what you think. :)