We went to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I've never been able to get through the first scene of the movie. It gets to "Damn It Janet" and I quit. I can't handle it. So I thought maybe this would be different. I gave it a shot. One of the cast members said something about a boyfriend and called me his girlfriend and when I asked him about it, because I texted my friend about that and he wanted to know what we were talking about, and he said he doesn't like labels. I like labels. I LABELED MY CABINETS. IT'S A THING. I WANT A LABEL.
We got out late. I drove, so I had to drive him all the way home and then back to my place. I got home at 4am, texted him to let him know I made it home per his request and when he didn't respond I passed out. He text me the next morning to say he passed out glad I was home safe. I text him. No response.
It's been awhile, he's obviously not interested any long. Now neither am I because after Rocky, on the way home I went into a sleepy rant about how if someone doesn't want to be friends with me it's best to just end it. To just rip it off like a bandaid and do it. Just say it if you don't want to be with me. Instead of doing this, he tried to be the nice guy by ignoring me, which I even warned him was not a "nice guy" move but a dick move, an asshole move and by not being forth coming about his feeling he was being an asshole.
I've experimented with being non-single again and have again found that Single-Sara is the best Sara.
No more insecurities. Because this guy made me feel super insecure and I always thought of myself as a secure person. But I found myself wanting to work out and eat better and I really paid attention to grooming and while I don't eat right or exercise because I hate exercise and I like salads as much as I like cheeseburgers but cheeseburgers are easier to obtain and cheaper, I found myself becoming unhealthy about it. I don't like that.
To sum everything up with one Gif, here you go:
