the things i am telling myself so that i don't feel so bad about The Break Up. warning: these are all true, mostly.

1. i never liked the way he kissed. this one is all the way true. he sucked. no passion, never made my knees week. and he never played with my bottom lip like i like.
2. he didn't last long enough in bed. it hadn't really bothered me so far because i liked having sex with him so much, but it was about to.
3. he had a completely inablity to communicate. and he knew it but never tried to change at all.
4. he wasn't affectionate enough. not verbally and not really physically either.
5. his house was dirty. and you know i shouldn't judge, but still, wipe the fucking hairs off the sink after you shave -- you're 27!
6. he was balding. if we'd stayed together i might have convinced myself it was cute, but really, it's not.
7. he never tried to make me come. nuff said about that one.
8. would have helped if he were a bit more masculine.
9. i have an inkling that he's too interested in women's clothing. he kept pointing out dresses to me, and i always pretended he meant them for me, but i really think he was picturing himself in them.
10. how bout his complete inability to really have a relationship?