(i randomly wrote this today.
a vent maybe?)
i’m over it.
i think i have finally seen the light about work wolf…
it was nothing bad.
he didn’t do anything wrong.
i’ve just had to come to my own conclusions on my time.
you can listen to everyone tell you what not to do,
but its only until you get fed up that you realize “times up”.
“i don’t like this.
i really don’t enjoy this.”
i dress great,
i’m really smart,
and i have many amazing qualities about me.
why am i even tolerating this?
obsessing over a wolf who probably will never be the one of my dreams.
and might i add,
the wolf of my dreams would have been scooped me up.
we wouldn’t be texting about random whores he is undecided about.
there are things i don’t particularly like about work wolf.
annoying at times
I WANTS ON THAT PIPE AND I WANTS ON IT NOW
…was that bad to say out loud?
the thing is that it just may not happen.
this is clearly confusion.
my part mostly.
i refuse to be waiting until i’m 89,
in a diaper,
hoping “fetch” happens with this one.
my insides like warm porridge at that point.
as much as i think he is into me,
his actions are too erratic.
i don’t get him.
i’m also catching myself doing things you don’t do for a “friend”.
i want a wolf who will acknowledge his feelings for me.
i deserve a wolf like that.
i deserve for him to text me “good night”.
i deserve to give him head for 3 hours “just because”…
anything else is unacceptable.