Wednesday, August 25, 2004

"Is Alex your new boyfriend?"
No. He's one of my best friends.
"What about that other guy?"
Matt? No, he's not either.
"I thought you said he could be."
I thought he could be, but then I realized he acts like a fourteen year-old.
"You're right; he acts like he's fourteen, and he's twenty-one... He wouldn't make good boyfriend or husband material. Not now, maybe not ever. I don't feel right about you sleeping with all these guys."
Dad, I'm not 'sleeping' with them... I just sleep.
"That may be true, but boys won't be saying that behind your back. Boys will say you're 'sleeping' with them, not just sleeping. If you sleep with everyone, it won't mean anything once you've found someone special."

He just noticed my new tattoo today, and Alex left Smirnoff Ice in the fridge. Things are not looking good.

My dad used to think I was a heroin addict because I lost a lot of weight during my depression. Now he thinks I'm a whore because I like to cuddle.


.:dr0wningophelia:. 17:28 | |