Sunday, May 23, 2010

Cowboys, Dairy Farmers, and Small Town boys

So recently I decided to start seeing a different type of boy, ones that might be a little more old fashioned. But maybe it's not all it's cracked up to be. My experiance with the cowboys...Number one was way to nice and way to clingy..number two was a drunken mistake and he was a huge asshole! The small town boy is the one I screwed over and I finally thought we would have our chance to make an actual go at it. I drove 2hours just to see him and we hadn't seen each other in a year. It was great, we jusst picked up where we left off. He was supposed to come up here this weekend....I haven't heard from him. Is it his way of payback for me not leaving my boyfriend for him? Dairy farmer, well he isn't a dairy farmer at all. He's a 26 almost 27 year old analyst for dairy farmers of america. He's old, but sweet and fun and ha a good job, seems responsable enough...but I think he's hiding something...maybe a divorce? a kid? a wife? who the hell knows?


Point is, is there really a point to trying? Even the good guys seem to turn out to be jerks

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Austin

Austin....where oh where do I even begin. He's is the most amazing person/biggest asshole you will ever meet. He will be there for you when times are hard and he will make you cry your eyes out. He's my ex-boyfriend.




We dated for four years off and on. We grew up in the same small west texas town together and started dating the end of his senior, my junior, year of high school. He went away, I followed and the rest is history. We are now in the same grade levels as we were when we first started dating just in college instead of high school. I thought we would be getting engaged this summer but here we are.

We didn't speak to each other for a couple months or so after the break-up. But then started up again and tried to be friends..we're still trying to be friends. But somewhere along the lst four years we forgot how to be each others friend. We will hang out everyday one week and won't speak the next. We will spend the night and not hook up and we will spend the night and hook up.

He's my best friend, he's graduating in December. What do you do when the only person (besides your parents) that has always been there since you were 11 years old leaves? 10 years pontentially could mean nothing in the grand scheme of life? At this point though is seems like everything considering 10 years is almost half of my life.