Mood:  irritated
Me myself and I be mad at current day beau. I'm calling him "Darwin", a cross between Darrin on Bewitched and Charles Darwin for his showing us the time line without the knowledge its like a guitar string truly tuned by the time of our thoughts. The buddies in his life took priority over being with me and I don't dang well care much if Arkansas' first game of the season is involved.

He's a partial narcissist personality disorder, with his thoughts only concerned with the world immediately around him. Few concerns about others ever get in. Talk about a Knight in Shining Armor, the ones who could go kill so easily or save you from distress, no matter how mean you might have been to deserve it. ; ) Don't we all wish for one of those?

The romance novel heroes, cowboys, warriors and such all had a shield not allowing them to feel the pain of the world around them to survive themselves. It's drawn up to the core of their soul on some nowadays. They also repel anything that loves them also in their blindness to the needs of others, like one of those bug zappers whose victims just want to see their glow that inside the human of us all.

He better dang will be happy I'm about at the semi-saint level to tolerate his ass. I'm asking my subconscious very loudly to not throw thoughts of wanting to see him my way for awhile but it's just not fair. He can take me to places I cannot go by myself with my love for him. I have to cut off my nose to spite his face so to speak. ; )~ Life is never friggin' fair.

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