i'll never trust myself again

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galava:

A lovely rainy day in the English Lake District
Photo by Tony Richards

galava:

A lovely rainy day in the English Lake District

Photo by Tony Richards

(via xtoxictears)

If I were straight and I were trying to seduce a woman, I could do it just by standing up at the table when she came back from the bathroom. It works. Every time I do that, all the straight men are sitting at the table and their wives are kicking them. “Look at that!” “You never do that for me!” “Oh, that’s so nice.” Richard [Buckley, Ford’s fashion journalist partner] does it, too. It was drilled into us by our moms. If I didn’t pull out a chair for my mother when she came to the table, or opened the car door for her… that wasn’t cool.

  • me: i haven't taken a photo of me in awhile
  • *takes photo*
  • me: oh thats why

This is why you should never, ever get your hopes up. This is why you should see the glass as half empty. So when the whole thing spills, you aren’t as devastated.

—Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed (via sortofsad)

(Source: larmoyante, via unfancypansy)

Update

i come bearing good news! I’ve officially made it in the sugar bowl for the first time. i even like the man, he’s interesting and attentive and sweet. a tad full of himself but aren’t they all?

one event struck me as salty and i thought it was over the day before we were supposed to meet:

he had a business trip the week before our dinner. he told me he would transfer the money while he was in new york. Ny Monday through Thursday. Wednesday came and i still didn’t have anything. i asked him if i missed the email. he asked if it would be fine if he transferred the bank stuff the fallowing week.

at this point i was panicking. “this guy had no intention of paying me and i’ve invested so much time on something that led to no where!” i had talked to him on the phone for 3 - 1 hour times…we were txting all the time. i thought he was really nice….sigh. so i told him flat out “i can’t trust that. our date is Thursday, you could easily walk away from that. lots of people don’t keep their word about much less.” a few hours later…while i was nearly crying in the nail salon with my friend….he messaged me to check my account. ugh…saying i felt relief is an understatement.

so we had our date. he’s wonderful. i could see this becoming a long term thing - although it’s hard for me to see more than a few weeks ahead. he tells me i’m beautiful all the time. says i’m more beautiful than betty page…haha…i doubt that’s true but who cares. just keep me.

good luck fellow sugars. it took me 4 months of searching and talking to get this one. although the benefit isn’t my goal number….it’s still wonderful. i will get there.

best wishes.