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Honestly, you're 100% right. Boys are just so frustrating and they're all afraid of commitment and I'm sick of it! I'm exhausted of trying to find someone. I'm just going to lay low for a while.
BB you need to get into my way of thinking and literally wall your heart off. OK so you don't feel anything towards anyone any more, but it beats getting hurt and let down all the time. xox.
I have been! I'm a harlot for Demetria.
And thanks dear. It's been really rough going the past few days.
You BETTER slut drop to this anthem.
Also, forget the guy honey boo, you're worth more.
Boo, it's playing right now, on repeat.
Get into Heart Attack immediately or I'mma cut you (out of my life).
After being propositioned for sex by one of his female friends who apparently didn't realize I wasn't having any of that, I found him in the kitchen and told him I was leaving. His response? "Okay". Done. I left and then he texted me and he argued that I was closed off while I argued that I was uncomfortable, and he wouldn't leave me alone after that, even though I kept telling him we clearly weren't meant to get involved romantically. Doesn't help that in person, I'm as attracted to him as Taylor is to poor album sales. But anyway, I say it's fate (I know you're not a proponent, but...) stepping in and telling me to stick with hot cop even though he's far away for the moment. So yeah. Sorry about clogging up your wall with all that!
Oh goodness, I swear I just need to lay low for the rest of eternity! Basically I got to talking to this boy (not hot cop), and we connected on a ton of stuff and things were basically perfect as perfect could be, and he invited me to a house party. Well I get there, and he basically talks to me a little bit and then I'm left talking to all of his friends while he disappears. (cont.)
What happened with on the boy field honey boo? Hugs!
Ugh, so much reading and writing, I just cannot. I've already begun sleeping poorly, but hopefully I can get the hang of it. And he's as real as Meryl's three Oscars!
That sounds fun. The one gay club around here is such a snooze if one is scoping for menz, but total fun for dancing. So yeah, just go out and do your thang and be flawless. And don't settle for someone not worth your time, no matter how much you intend on drinking.