With the fact that I will probably be forever single. I’m fine with it because every guy I have ever been “with” ends up treating me like trash. And I would rather find that guy who treats me with respect, even if it means never finding him. But just because I am ok with being single, doesn’t mean I don’t want to be in a relationship. It’s just the fact that the guys I pick to, well let’s be blunt, hook up with are complete douchebags that are not worth my time running after.
The thing that really screws me over is being with one guy on a physical aspect for an extended amount of time. I don’t understand how human beings can tolerate being on an emotional, physical and mental level one night and the next day you pass them like you don’t even know said person’s name. I guess I am just used to that by now. I can’t say I’m ok with it, but most of the guys I end up with treat me with the same type of disrespect so fuck it.
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
this actually just blew my mind a little.
My boys are home for the summer ❤
GRADUMACATED With a 3.75 and an associates in Equestrian Science
Romeo is the property of Villa Vanners in Shelbyville,Tn
We have some babies out of him! Cool gypsy
Pale Face Dun It
Graduation is in two days. This means no more equine classes. No more sophomore friends. No more fun until August. I am a hot mess of emotion right now. Thank god I am universal friends with this year’s freshmen, just sucks my fellow sophomores are leaving me… The memories we share at this small college, I can not even begin to describe.