Deal breaker.

I know I already wrote the post, but I need to channel Samantha because this is killing me. FALLING ASLEEP?!!??!!! I don’t think anyone has any idea, nor can she, about how much work it was every single fucking night I tried to talk to the ex and she fell asleep. To not hate her, to not hate myself, to not tell her how much it hurt me, to not (woh, check out this reference of not only yesterday, but the poem too) “become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.” I can’t say how many times it happened. I can’t. It hurt me so much, and so often.

I know Jessa had nothing to do with that, but deal breaker. That’s where Samantha comes in: she can’t handle a bad kisser, I can’t handle someone who falls asleep. It’s not worth it. At all. At all.

Ahhhh. Are you kidding me?

I’m sure the deal isn’t broken, but I just can’t deal with another one who falls asleep when I talk. It’s a deal breaker for me. (It won’t be, but I feel like it should be.)

In 25 minutes Stefania will be here to meet me for lunch. Thank god I have her to tell me to shut up and make it all better.

For the next 25 minutes, deal breaker. I just can’t go through that again.