Update O' Skylar

I know I know...it's been a while. Well ladies (and possibly gentlemen), I feel as if an update is in order. 

So... It's been a little less than two months since my last post. You might be wondering, well what and who has happened??

Well the guy from my earlier post "too juicy", came back into my life...yes the one that thought I was boring and immature. Ouch. Well he called me on my birthday...While I was feeling on top of the world covered in glitter and filled with vodka redbull. He decided to ruin it all with a dumb text, then a dumb phone call. I mean really? My birthday? So long story short I tried making it work and fell for the whole beautiful, tan, smart Santa Barbara construction worker bullshit again. Tried forcing something... And nope. Nope... Nope...just no. He was not into it. Even though he sure made it seem like it. I'm not sad about it anymore. But I really wanted it to happen. Don't you have that one guy that got away? I feel like I got closure this time though. I realized unlike last time that I'm not the problem. We just weren't right for eachother. We would look perfect in a cute little wedding photo booklet. But that's it. 

Well that lasted two weeks... that seems to be the trend lately. 

Because then there is...Ray. Yes that is the fake name I am sticking with for my blog. Ray only lasted about two weeks as well... Ray was a tiny bit younger, not my usual type. Skinnier build, sexy tattoos, cute smile, funny, a little swagger, just different then my norm. I really liked him! I mean I had my reservations about him. He didn't seem to have any sort of path, or clear idea of what he wanted in life (besides more tattoos). I mean, now thinking about it I didn't know much about him besides that he was fun, amazing in bed...and made me feel 16 again. 

Well one drunk night he ignored me, I ignored him. A complete trainwreck of a night. Now we haven't talked for two days. Yes, it bothers me. Only because attention is the love of my life. I feel like I need to keep working on myself anyways. Too many boys that aren't men. And too many men that lack fun-loving boy-ish characteristics. Getting serious about the gym again, steering clear of doughnuts (which I ate five of the last 3 days). Moving into a room next month, being a grown up again. It's all uphill from here guys. 

Thanks for tolerating my quick little rant. Talk to you soon, going to try my hardest to keep up on this. I also tried online dating sort of...for a day...I will leave that for another day. Yikes... Good night babes. -sky

"I don't need you and your brand new benz"

How would you feel if someone you were sleeping with (on occasion) had a baby with someone else...?
Then named that baby the same name as you...
With only one letter different. Sky-LER, not -LAR

I cannot decide if I want to laugh, cry, hide under my covers, or be cool with it.

Not that this should matter to me...
He is NOT my boyfriend, or friend.
Just "the friend" of the guy my friend was talking to.
Wing woman plus "the friend" turned into mushy, sexy, "never going to date him" blurriness.
This guy is not the right fit for me.
Especially now....with the -LER out and about.

I mean.. the sex is out of this world.
As Drake would say..."Best I've ever had"
Hands DOWN.
I am so attracted to him.

But WHY? He is one of thoseeee guys,
The tan, the tribal tattoos, the Mercedes Benz, the cockiness.
The guy that you think your entire family would most likely despise.

In the bedroom. Can't get enough.
The intimate moments that nobody else could understand...
Looking into each others eyes, the laughing, the candles, the music.

Outside of the bedroom.
Have only considered it once or twice.

This is such a strange situation.
Letting the bootycalls go is the best direction to take..
But why am I texting back?
Giving in to the drama...
Curiosity of what could be?
Do I unintentionally go for "Mr. Unavailable"?

Why do I get attached to every person I meet?
I am not an alcoholic, nor a drug addict.
I am an emotional woman.
Who loves emotional people, emotional situations, and tying emotional feelings to anything that breathes..
Even if it most likely means nothing to the other person.
Do I make things deeper than they truly are?
Shallow relationships turned into relationships written for the movies?
I am probably bored...
Being single is....strange.
I just need normal. Simple.

Listening to Coldplay makes me SO EMO!
Sleeping this off.
Goodnight beauties -sky-LAR...
(Yeah I still can't get over it...) <33

Needy Neds

I am not a picky person when it comes to men.
I love big personalities, artsy types, smart men, funny men, tall men, little men...
However I do have a few "deal breakers".
1. Do not text me with "gangsta" slang
2, Please do not call everything "gay" when looking for a negative
3. Please do not be afraid of sweat.  (I already dated the gamer guy. I need adventure!)
Last but not least...
4. DO NOT BE NEEDY

I have been bombarded recently with an entirely new species of men... needy men.
Okay so some men will double text... but paragraphs confessing their need to get to know me or date me? Texting me again. And again. And again. 

"Hey"

"Good morning"

"What's up"

"Good night"

"Goodmorning"

Trust me I love attention just as much as the next girl. However, these past couple of guys need therapy. or to just go away...or need to begin reading "The Dating Guide for Clueless Men". There is a balance out there, trust me...text me but please wait for a reply. If I don't reply in a certain amount of time, I am probably busy. Damn, maybe I'm at work or doing my hair or HEY maybe on the POTTY. I may sound harsh, or rude, or ungrateful for the kind compliments and greetings...However, I am not. I just am allergic to this type of man....the needy man.