slothmate

i am a little down thinking about my pal.


she had this life long dear friend, and she loved him from a distance. they haven't lived in the same city for like 5 years. she decided to tell him after a decade of knowing him that she loved him and they were soul mates. he was immediately on a plane to marry her. how romantic!!! but it's not romantic. all of a sudden it's like he won't grow up. he wants to be lovey dovey but she's not a naive teenager. lovey dovey doesn't win the heart of an adult female these days. lovey dovey don't cut it. she says he's got to get a job and some brain power and quit smoking weeds 24 hours a day. and she says "i can't be all bossy! i don't care what he does! i can't run my life plus his life! i need an hombre who can run his own life!"".

so they aren't soul mates? or are they? how much dedication and patience and work do you tend onto another person other than yourself? i cheated. i met my soul mate before we knew any better. none of these adult rules applied to us. we're not exempt now, now we seriously need to fend for ourselves and grow up, but it's easier after being nurtured and goofing off for a decade together. roaming around and doing as we pleased. i feel sorry for these pioneers of today with all their problems! the more you are independent the less you really accommodate other people. i admit that it's disgusting the way a couple morphs into one and they make all these weird allowances and have totally bizarro ways of doing things... like a simple task... like making a decision on where to eat or some shit... it takes like 15 minutes and is spoken in creepy code language or something. and single people don't have to give a poop about others or being in a bad mood or wanting to sleep in or wanting to get up early, it's up to nobody else to infringe on their activity. but it's fun to have someone wrecking your life all the time. giving you ideas and busting your balls. it doesn't sound nice, but it is. and if they make you laugh it totally makes up for the fact that they annoy the snot out of you occasionally. if they are your soul mate, i don't know, it seems worthwhile to have the pain of being with them because at least one person out of the 100 billion is on your team and understands you.

it saves so much breath when they can just know what you mean instead of trying to "explain" it.
so should my friend attempt to wrangle with her stoner idiot soul mate? or what? i sure as hell don't know.