The Time To Move On...

I have come to the conclusion that the time to move on is now.
My first and last serious boyfriend was when I was 18 years old. For almost two years I was blissfully happy. Not a fear in the world. Being mid twenties is fecking tough!!

I appreciate being single sometimes... I do! But jez it is tough being the only single person on a night out. Or at a Wedding... Or even at a funeral!

I know I said that I would document my new outgoing dating life... And I will. Soon. Very very soon! I just have to mourn my relationships past and finally.... Move the fuck on.

I hope you do too!

TwentySomething xx

Saying Goodbye (mini heartbreak)

I might have an impending goodbye to do by Friday. I really dont want to do it.

I fell in serious like with the wrong guy. Totally wrong for me, totally not what I deserved. Its a mini affair that has been happening for about a year but we have known eachother for a good few years.... Every once and a while we meet up and hook up. Kinda like in between relationship buddies...
But in the last few months since Jack started backing off to "live the single life" I started to think, maybe the reason I kept going back, was because I cared for him more than a friend.

We discussed it a few weeks ago and he basically shot me down, relationship wise. So I ended the mini fling and hence my last post about men and moving on blah blah blah....
He is moving away, leaving Ireland and could be gone for a few years, he might not come back at all. I am heart broken. I knew that we would never end up together, he was everything I shouldn't be with. But I care deeply for him.

I can't meet him to say Goodbye because I know that I will cry and shout at him and then make a complete show of myself. I dont want the potentially last time I see him to be like that. So I have an internal fight between my heart and my head. Do I meet him and possibly make myself feel worse, or do I say farewell by text, keeping my dignity and tears?
I dont know what to do but I know that I hate Goodbyes and my heart is once again a mess.

TwentySomething x

Is life complicated? Or is it just me....?

*** SPOILER ALERT***  

This will be a rant about men... Well, the men that have come to invade my life!

Readers, I realised at a very early age that beauty and confidence works. I also realised that the world is slightly more superficial than it should be. There was always pressure growing up to be "TSB". As in Permanent TSB.... Tall, Skinny and Blonde. 

Men are naturally attracted to beautiful mates (I will not say female, "Go Team Same Sex Marriage" and all that) thus not even entertaining the rest. Look, I get it, I absolutely HATE when a member of the male population that is less than undesirable "gets all up in my grill" or worse... just gets down right rude and utters the words "your place or mine?" WHEN YOU HAVEN'T EVEN KISSED THEM! Euh... But a bit of politeness goes a long way people.

My arrangement with Jack is loosing its spark so I have now decided, enough is enough. I have to either shit in the pot or get off the loo... (Im such a fricken lady)

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you a new line of Blogging.... I am going to Blog my way into a relationship! Once a week I will Blog my adventures and risk taking while trying to weed out the unsuitable.

I am aware this began as a rant about men... but you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way...

Let the games begin...

TwentySomething x