I don’t understand why most girls don’t like terms of endearment, or pet names.
I think it’s adorable, there’s only 3 I rather not be called. Don’t call me babe, baby, or Hun. And we’re golden.
Clever cute names for the win :)
He calls me, Doll :3
It’s old fashioned, it’s so cute.
Why does it need to be? Can two people not be “in a relationship” without it all over facebook? Can two people not be boyfriend and girlfriend without it being all over facebook? Personally i don’t think it matters. People survived just fine BEFORE facebook was even here. But for some reason in today’s society, you need to plaster your life all over the internet.
I wouldn’t really have a problem posting it on facebook if there wasn’t all that drama that goes along with it. Yes i know, me and my ex broke up a month ago, and it may be “too soon” but why can’t i move on and be happy without all my family members, friends, and people who are just facebook friends seeing it. I REALLY don’t get this. I don’t want your LIKES, or your COMMENTS, I don’t need your APPROVAL on who i date.
And then I get people looking looking down on me(or at least thats how it looks) for not making it facebook official. Like I’m really going to fuck with this sweet boy’s heart like that. :/ just a tad bit upsetting to me.
You’re always trying to 1-up me. Its very aggravating. Ever since YOU told me, we werent going to work out, and I tried to move on by getting a new boyfriend, you’re always trying to mention little things to me, trying to annoy me. It seems like you want to put me in tears. I think you made up this “girlfriend” of yours, she doesnt even have a real facebook profile picture. and i know you’ve made fake pages before. you’re always talking about her to me, when all this time i’ve been respectful to you not talking about my boyfriend. As if i cared about you two.
You told me you loved me, I really liked you too, you played me for a fool, and now you try and rub it in my face.
why must you torture me.
You even argue with me that its MY fault we didnt date, even though YOU told ME, I lived too far, and I was too young.
Fuck this, no more. I missed you enough to put up with it until now. But i cant take it anymore.
Goodbye with a tear in my eye, I just can’t talk to you anymore.