so tats & i started a joint tumblr entitled: forthebittersingles

and this is my first post --

the perks of being single

being single means you don’t have to fight over the blankets. it means you can fall asleep peacefully without that loud gorilla snoring in your ear. it means not having to check in, & deal with bullshit & absurd jealousy. it means the only compromise you’re making is with yourself. it means you can be selfish and self absorbed ‘cause you don’t have to be thoughtful about the other person’s feelings. it means saving money, ‘cause how many couples out there gained 5 or so pounds after being with their significant other? all because you went out to eat every night (don’t even lie). it means no walking on eggshells when your girlfriend is on ‘that time of the month’. it means there’s no one to get in the way & no one to really break your heart.

but you know what else it means?

it means missing out on forehead kisses, cupcake sessions till 3 in the morning, and being that cute couple at disneyland. well— basically everything notebook status (even though we all know life ain’t a movie, sometimes it can be). it means no cuddling in the nook of his neck after an 8 hour shift at work. it means no coming home to a nice back massage & possibly sesssy time after (if you’re lucky) with the woman you love. it means not having someone listen to your insignificant details such as “this chick sitting next to me in class is making so much noise with her cheetos bag. i wanna slap that hoe hella bad.” it means wondering what if. “what if i would have tried a little harder? what if i wasn’t such a pussy. what if i wasn’t such a psycho bitch? what if i let him know how i really felt?”

catch 22? maybe so.