Sorry for the lack of updates, between work, errands and fornication I had no energies to blog. But today is another day and I’m off at last.
I’m in the wrong realm and I think everyone can tell.
I’ve learned enough watching sequels of romantic comedies (or sequels in general) that the sequels of romantic comedies are complete wastes of romance and my humour.
Take Bridget Jone’s Diary. The first film was fine because it hit the right tone of humour, irony, sarcasm, humiliation, and heartbreak which is what a good romance is.
Then there’s the Edge of Reason, the sequel to the Golden Globe nominated film which was so bad, even the sheep in my dreams had bruises.
And there’s also Aladdin 2, or some other sort of stupidity that completely destroys the fantasy of happy endings.
The message is simple: there are no happy endings, but shitty sequels.
Life isn’t that much different…
After a while, some of us, looking for that end, turned into a shitty sequel of ourselves.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that Alex seems confused with my attitude. The fact that I gave him another chance to hang out didn’t mean exclusivity. He thought we would be dating like before, but even if his penis pleasures me, his personality doesn’t.
A sequel won’t be the best idea simply because, I do not trust him.
Perhaps I am the issue…
When I was young and pure, after my 7 years relationship (Hubby) I got into a relationship with the next guy I met (Bunny). After that breakup (Bunny) it took me 2 guys before I met my next boyfriend (Jaden).
After that bf (Jaden), it took me 8 guys before I met the next one (Joseph).
Once over (Joseph) it took me 4 to meet the next (David). After him (David,) it took me only 1 (PatrickA). And after that one, 1 again. (Xavier)
It’s been over 50 guys since my last bf, and I still haven’t met the next one.
I AM a shitty sequel!!!
See, it’s not my intention to make Alex feel stupid, but he should be grateful I accepted to fuck again ’cause I had the choice to say:
“I wish you never acted like an asshole so I could have some faith in you.”
My other choice was to leave the space below his message blank, like he left mine.