My crush from college decided to move to LA to “become a star”
I lived in LA for a couple of years already.
She asked to “move in with me”
In my sick mind, I heard “I want to have your babies”
I have been chasing this girl for years.
In my sick mind, “I was in it for the long haul.”
She comes out, she find a place for us, We move in together.
She takes the big bedroom, I get the small one.
In my sick mind, “No problem, I’ll be moving on over to her room in no time. ”
I go from a 10 min commute to an hour commute
In my sick mind, “more time for road head”
Why am I dragging her to work with me?
We do this dance for about a year.
I think she enjoyed frustrating me every night. Nothing but head games. I was trying to play poker, she was playing fuck everyone but me.
She ends up with a boyfriend that moves in her room with no discussion about it.
Lots of nights being woken up from them.
All these years of chasing and sexual frustration erupts. I punch a wall, break my hand.
All of the sudden I have a moment of clarity. She is not the one with the problem.
In my sick mind, I have the solution. A man has needs, I’ll buy a boat.
So I’m living on my boat. It’s not all rum, parrots and pirates.
Living on a boat is like living in the space of a walk-in closet.
What woman doesn’t like walk-in closets.
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