I actually wrote this over a year ago, and it has been sitting in draft status for that long. It made me giggle. I remember exactly who this was directed at.... a hoe-beast of a "friend" who was just jelly of my fabulous lifestyle and was always trying to put me down by "joking" with me about the guys I was dating. I don't have to sleep with a man to get his attention, but I am glad that works for some ;p
Open letter to my friends who should actually know me better by now:
I am not promiscuous. I don't jump from bed to bed on a desperate self-esteem train wreck of a quest to make myself feel loved and pretty. I know that I am loved, and about 4 days of the week (usually Thursday-Sunday) I feel pretty. I don't have anything to prove by dropping my panties for every guy that comes along. Unless... do you think that will make me feel pretty the other 3 days of the week??
Anyway, I am getting really really tired, and grouchy, about the hooker jokes. I get it, it's strange for me to not have a boyfriend. It is strange to see me date guys without having any level of exclusivity. But just because I have been on a few dates does not mean that I have slept with every guy, or any of them for that matter! Good lord. I am way too busy for that! And picky. Much too picky.
So knock it off already!
XOXOXO
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