today, i broke up with my.... today, i emailed the boy i obsess over and told him i was no longer interested. i wrote: 'you fatigue me.' you know, because of the obsessing, which is quite draining, and with a full-time job, a blog (with a most demanding readership), and an oftentimes unruly hairdo to contend with, i simply could not keep up with such, eg, reading his favorite books, watching his favorite movies, painting his portrait from his facebook profile pic, etc. i then spread the word to my friends, saying i broke up with 'jean-luc,' to which they replied, 'i didn't know you had a boyfriend.' that is because, fools, i didn't. my friends looked at me befuddled. i don't see the cause for confusion. i didn't have a boyfriend--so what? i ask you this: must one have a boyfriend in order to break up with...someone? i say an emphatic no.
and really isn't that the beauty--or one of the many beauties, i mean--of WHALES? you don't need rules; you don't heed the status quo. you drag home men you don't give two figs--nay, even one fig--about, and you break up with people who've no idea who the hell you are.
it's glorious anarchy, the life of a WHALES.
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see, this is why i already have a painted portrait amongst my facebook profile pics and ready to download; to allow potential stalkers some time-efficiency to do other more important things (such as rummage through my trash looking for private letters, or make disturbing cut-out collage pictures of the two of us) instead of having to paint one from scratch. clearly, this jean-luc was not as thoughtful. you obviously need to pick your obscure objects of desire with more discretion.
that would, however, go against the general WHALES philosophy, i guess. a tricky lifestyle, this one.
in re the new vacancy in my objet d'obsession department: i would give you consideration, dear gabby, if it were not for my pandaphobia.
yeah, tricky... maybe you just need to see a good cognitive behavioral therapist to get over that.
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