He called me a free spirit and I thought "What? Wait! Hmmm, maybe I am." I've always prized the fact that I like going against the grain. Being different is pretty much the point of me being alive, as my roommate who thinks that it's pointless to challenge society has discovered after our many diatribes. For one of the first times in a relationship I feel like I haven't been misjudged, or judged at all for that matter (&& I like it). We're always trying to figure out the trick to making a relationship work, for me I've always felt a bit uneasy around people in general when I know I'm not completely accepted, an unease that's magnified tenfold in relationships. I gave him the usual disclaimer "I'm a feminist, a klutz, and extremely unconventional, not to mention the fact that I can be a huge B****" and the conversation didn't end there, to my surprise as a matter of fact it's been going on 2 weeks of non stop talking. We'll see how I manage to mess this up, maybe it'll be that I feel stifled so easily that I can't stay in one place too long. I'm always waiting for the bottom to drop out, probably because it always does. He said I need to stop being so pessimistic but I'm a realist on the road to cynicism so we'll have to see how that goes too. Maybe all we really need in relationships is for someone to take us as we are.
That's all she wrote...For Now
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