love is like.

Yesterday, I was having quite the conversation with a very good friend of mine. We talked about how love is so easy to hate, miss, momentarily forget, etc etc, and how love is so easy to love.

No matter how much a girl will try to convince herself and everyone around her that she is perfectly happy without a significant other, I quote my fellow lovetrashing/longing guru friend, “at the end of the night it always catches up to them like hm just me in my bed. Always just me in bed.” Although us girls are perfectly capable of being happy when single, there will always be that void that can’t be satisfied simply with a tub of Ben&Jerry’s Half Baked Ice Cream.

Feeling gloomy from being single is like a dormant disease. For days, weeks maybe even months at a time I would feel fine. Everything seems normal, and I’m happy then all of a sudden its like- BAM I am single! You mope like a baby, its all you think about. You catch yourself thinking about all the good moments in past relationships when it used to be SO easy to remember the bad. However I have a boy now. Lol So this is just past experience for blog purposes.

That makes me sound kinda hypocritical. But that’s how everyone is. They will talk about how much relationships suck, and boys suck, and there is no point for a relationship… but seriously… its in our nature to find our match.


In high school I had a horrible boyfriend. But I was naive and young and I fell for him. I thought I was in love. Stupid I know. But I’ve learned from this experience. I was talking about this with boy and I explained…
My ex was crazy. He was controlling- if he didn’t like what I wore I was told to change, if we wanted something but was to lazy to get up I had to get it even if it was on the other side of the house, he doesn’t like it when people sing, so I wasn’t allowed to sing along to the radio. A lot of stupid things that I shouldn’t have been around to experience. He was super over protective and jealous and would read my text messages with out asking. We fought everyday about big and little things but I stuck around for 8 months (officially I don’t know how much longer unofficially).

When I was done talking about it. Boy turned to me, his face twisted with confusion, “You were happy with someone like that??”

I thought I was, but, No I was not happy. It was a bad year for me. Senior year could have been better.
However I know what I DON’T want in a relationship now. But in all honesty, since something like that happened to me, I’m glad it happened early on. I know exactly what to stay away from in the future as opposed to being seriously involved with someone like that when I’m older and looking to settle down.

Love is the disease and love is the drug.