Oh, so sorry love. But he hadn't made you feel happy for a while, had he?
zany Hmmm...it looks like you thought long and hard before ending things the first time, and had good reasons for doing so. Is a bunch of flowers really going to change that?
As for me, well, Mr Anarchist came over last night, and I wasn't so impressed. Perhaps I shouldn't have expected to have been, because he was suffering from the tail end of some kind of gastric flu, and I've been suffering from: tail end of cold, chronic insomnia, and have my period. And an enormous spot
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But.....I don't know.....it seemed to lack a bit of...intensity. At this point, even if there wasn't actual sex involved, I'd expect there to be loads of snuggling, snogging, eye contact, deep conversation (and I mean, we did talk. And he's stopped hogging the conversation, so I guess that was just nerves or whatever. It's just that....IDK...it seemed a tad....mundane. And prosaic, given that he's supposed to have a brain the size of a small planet, etc etc).
I couldn't help thinking "Well, at this point with XP, it was several hours on the sofa spent talking intensely in between snogging, then up to bed to spend the rest of the night fucking". Nothing more depressing than comparing a new man unfavourably to an ex you sacked off because he was abusive
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Plus, he did commit a couple of Grave Sins, to whit: Fiddling With His Fucking Phone Whilst in Bed With Me, and Insufficient Enthusiasm for Foreplay.
I don't know, he is obviously very keen to see me again, and we have already arranged our next dates, and I think I should give him a teeny bit of leeway over last night, because he was ill, but..........am feeling thoughtful about the whole thing. Very thoughtful
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Funny thing is, I still fancy him to an almost painful degree. And he is not, at all, conventionally good looking, either.