I’ve dated 7 guys in my 21 years. Notice I said “dated”. They weren’t all full on relationships. I’ve actually never been in one of those. Like ew. Why. A whole year, really? 2 years? Nope, the longest “relationship” for me was 6 months people. The funny thing is at least for me is that they all happened in the course of one year. ONE YEAR. 2014 was an interesting year indeed. I not only turned 21 but apparently according to my family I went boy crazy. That was big for me because in my 21 years I’d never even kissed a guy, never dated anyone in high school, went on any dates. I’m going to change the names but here goes.
The One That I Met While Working At Marshalls
Yup, I said Marshalls and if you’re wondering yes it was romantic af. I’m kidding of course. David was and I imagine still is a huge flirt. I mean since I started working he would always find some reason to come over and say hello, we’d laugh a little and it’d help pass the time. Well things progressed of course and one day while he’d walked me to my car, I was leaning on my car and he kissed me. When I say kissed me I don’t mean lightly. No, that boy attacked my face. It was my first kiss and I will never forget it. Although he was a total loser and a few months after we “broke up” he got a girl pregnant. But that’s life for ya.
The One That Treated Me Right But I Was A Brat
This guy was great. Really. Sure, my parents weren’t so sure about it because of his physical appearance and they were confused as to why I was even dating him. They thought I should have higher standards. My friends on the other hand thought it was weird because of the age gap. I was 20 and he was 25. It’s a long story but he’d been my tutor in high school and when I graduated life pushed him into my path. I honestly didn’t care about his age. He made me laugh and with all the shit that I had going on in my life, that’s important. I called it off with some lame ass excuse telling him that I wasn’t ready for a relationship. We never even kissed.
The One With Daddy’s Money
I met this guy at work to, but not Marshalls my other job ha. Lets call him Turtis, Turtis was a nice guy, but he was only 19. And oh my god it showed. Your typical never had a job, daddy and mommy do everything for me kind of guy. Turtis was sweet but all we did was make out, and there were some hot make out sessions but other than that no real connection outside of the physical. So when he left to AZ we tried to do the long distance thing but it didnt work, at all.
The One Who Left Me For Germany ( Who Wouldn’t!!)
This guy was 24. I don’t know i just like older guys, I like the fact that they’ve got it together a bit. I met Kevin at school on a Thursday night around lets say 6PM. I remember feeling angry because Turtis hadn’t been texting me so i was feeling unwanted and undesired. At this point we were still doing the long distra I was looking super hot, in a little black dress, my hair was still kind of wet from my shower and I was sitting on a bench listening to music waiting for class to start. I’m sitting there listening to music when a guy who was walking by, stopped and came to sit next to me. He asked, “Is this seat taken?” and I shook my head no. Kevin was hot, in that country boy kind of way. He started a conservation out of thin air and managed to get my phone number. We had some great dates and passionate kisses. It was all awesome and gay until he brought up the fact that he had a trip to Germany coming up. That soiled everything. The last time we had dinner at his mom’s house , I was looking through one of his notebooks from school and saw that he’d written, “take a different girl out every night.” It literally shattered my heart into a thousand tiny pieces and I knew it was over. When he came back he texted me and even sent me a Deutschland banner that I still have hanging on my wall. But for me it was already too late.
The One Who Asked Me Out On The Last Day Of German
The Russian was clever. He got to know me pretty well, would make me food from Argentina knowing too well that, that is were my heart really was. He was overbearing and a know-it-all at times. Whenever we would go out to dinner with his family he was always really serious and would try to teach me things like the fact that you have to raise your glass when someones giving a toast. There are so many little things and big things that lead to the end. Like, the fact that whenever I got all dressed up to go out with him, he never complimented me. The point is, it ended and I am so ok with that.
The One With The Great Body And Drop Your Panties Eyes
Steven ugh Steven was sooo fine. Like picture a tall, blond, cutie with a booty and you’ve got it. He even wore glasses. I work at a mechanic shop as a detailer so when Steven started he helped our mechanic because our other one had gotten injured. I don’t know if any of you girls have ever watched a guy work on a car but let me tell you. It doesn’t get any better than that. Watching that boy work on a car was all I needed to last me through the weekend. But enough of that, the point is we had 2 great nights, no sex just really hot make out sessions. We drank margaritas and a whole bunch of other drinks, held hands, acted like the couple we weren’t and would never be. Steven was exciting and then he just wasn’t.
The One That Got Away …Again
After Steven I was going through some serious shit. My heart hurt, I was confused, I was angry but most of all and pathetically so I was lonely. Why hadn’t anything worked out? WTF is wrong with me?? Maybe I’m way too easy. Maybe I’m a lesbian. Maybe I should become a lesbian? Maybe I should take a break from guys. In the end I didn’t do any of the above, I did the complete opposite and something I’d never done before. I called one of my exes up. Actually because I’m a huge coward I just sent him a Facebook message. This is guy number 2, if you’re wondering. This guy turned my whole world upside down. He was in simple terms fucking perfect. He was funny, sarcastic, nice, smart, he loved me the way I was. I remember one night he was taking me back home after our date and we were talking and laughing and he told me he loved me. There’s no greater feeling for sure. We ended it because life isn’t fair. Or maybe it is, maybe life is saving me from myself.
That’s all of them ladies and gents. Have a good weekend xx