Venting our frustrations over steaks, the princess and I started a-talking about our exes. Yes, I do agree that some people deserve to rot in Hell and die a horrible Death. But I have never wished that upon an ex, or anybody who has broken my heart before.
Forgive & forget. That’s what I do. I had one ex go crazy, trying to justify a breakup to his mental instability. I forgave him. One guy broke my heart three times before I took the hint. I forgave him. It is never good to hold hard feelings inside, I always tell myself.
I recounted to the Princess the only time I had ever held hard feelings towards someone, and it completely brought me down to a level where I actually ordered warm brownie with ice cream for dessert. It was warm, gooey, had two scoops of vanilla ice cream, chocolate fudge topping, and served in a huge margarita glass which gave the Princess a headache just by looking at it.
If a word can be used to describe the past few weeks, it would be: GLUTTONY. I played around with the idea of taking a trip, but instead splurged on clothes, food, and new toys to make myself feel better. I totally forgot that the time period I had planned my trip for was smack in the middle of Spring Break, and the thought of spring-break wild teens just turned me off. Like seriously.
So I also kind of broke up with the guy I was seeing for almost two months or so. Luckily it was before Valentine’s because I do not know how i would have been able to handle the awkwardness. I say “kind of” because we kind of just lost touch and stopped returning calls, which is kind of sad and tragic. I wanted to feel guilt for being so busy, but the Princess says I should do it like any other red-blooded American gay, and just move on, no guilt, no hard feelings. If anything, this shall be an opportunity for me to explore this weird one-on-one social thing called “dating”.
I’m a romantic, really. I just haven’t found the nerve to be aggressive in my own right.
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