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Reasons Why I’m A Bitch
1.
I maintain a weird amount of eye contact. Studies show it is human nature to break eye contact after about 3 seconds. Anyone who holds eye contact longer than that either wants to fuck you or kill you.
a. I don’t want to sleep with you or even murder you (trust me, I’m as shocked as you are). But if I look away, how on earth am I supposed to know if you want to do either to me?
2.
I am eerily comfortable in chaos. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a free spirit – not one person would ever describe me as such. I’m more of a masochist, a force, an animal.
a. I talked to my dad on the phone recently and he said, “Hey, I saw on the news that some homeless guy chased someone in Malibu with a machete.”
b. And I said, “Good thing I haven’t been down there lately,” unsure how to advance the conversation.
c. And he said immediately, “Oh, I’m not worried about you.”
d. Then, “You could outrun anything.”
3.
My type of attachment issue is the one where when someone is not physically with me, I discount our entire relationship, grow to hate them, imagine a whole life without them. I think they call that “out of sight, out of mind,” I think they call that “anxious attachment style”. Everything in my life is about anxiety, what else is new.
a. “Sometimes you look at me like you’ve never seen me before,” Ryder has told me more than once.
b. I want to tell him, sometimes I think it’s better when you don’t exist.
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I laugh lightly in response, because I don’t know what else to do. What do you do when someone cries?
