Long walk with Boo tonight. We chatted about our life. He's considering lipo on the spare tyre. I'm considering lipo on my life.
It now seems that I have this Pied Piper-esque ability to attract unavailable men.
B has a girlfriend down south who is/was apparently supposed to be moving up to join him.
He isn't "fussed" about the girlfriend sitch explaining that a "rut" would be an understatement, and apparently I am "doing his head in".
Let's face it, I'm flattered and all, but really?
1. I hate whingers; and
2. I don't get involved with guys who are unavailable (emotionally and mentally) (And OK so I learnt my lesson the first time with T).
So this is a shout out to B - and all those dudes out there who are having a mare:
BE HONEST - SORT YOUR SHIT and don't move on to other pastures until you do.
It's a shame because I really do fancy B. We get along well. He makes me laugh.
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