Matthew and I are talking about how just six months ago both our lives were complete shit. He’d just been cruelly dumped by his fucking ex whom I still really hate because she replaced him not long (ish) after and I hate her, and I was…I don’t wanna talk about it. Let’s just say I was making bad life decisions.
I’ve never really taken the time to really think about how I’m doing at a certain point in my life when I’m actually doing well. I only ever notice when life is a shitstorm.
But right now, life is pretty great. If you had told me six months ago that I could be saying “life is pretty great right now”, you would probably have angered me and I might have thrown a drink in your face. Because in this scenario we are in a soap opera.
Except now he’s making me go and date so now I hate him a little.
Boys are dumb.