so i went to girlbar with alison on friday nite..i normally dont like girlbar, and especially dont like going without the grrl (it's a meat market, and i hate that scene), but i thought "why not"..so i went..and the grrl wasn't very happy about it.
but after everything the grrl and i have put each other through over the last few months, i made a promise to myself that if we got back together, that i wasn't going to let us fall back into our old ways...
i want us both to have each other, but to have our own lives, aswell...we weren't doing very much of that..and when we did start (prior to the break-up), things got out of hand..

so i stood my ground...and i went out..

only thing is, it wasn't until i crawled into bed with her at 4am the next morning, that she had confessed she had spent all night paranoid that nancy was going to be there and that we were going to fall into bed together..
yes..i slept with nancy..no, definately not one of my better choices...but i did it...i can't undo it...and i also did it while i was single.
i have never cheated on the grrl...and never would..
despite all our shit, she's the one i love..the one i want...the one who gives me goosebumps and makes me weak at the knees with a single touch..she's the one who knows me better than i sometimes know myself...and she's the one that i want to fall asleep curld up with...and i want to wake up wrapped around..
sure, she pisses me off more than anyone else ever has...but she's my grrl, and i love her...
i don't want nancy, or alison, or spunky-ange or anyone else...i might be a terribly little tart that likes to perve and flirt...but my heart, boobies and all other good bits belong to the grrl...

anyway, i've babbled enough...i have some assignments to write...



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