A Bit of Self-Piteous Whining

You know something weird? Every person I’ve ever had a relationship with has, immediately after our relationship ended – and I mean in a space of 2 months maximum – found the love of their life and settled down. Right from my first girlfriend at the age of 17, who’s now married to the guy she met a week after we broke up, to the most recent, Milly. She told me the other day that she was thinking of getting civilly united (that’s like marriage lite, for gay people) with her new girl. They’ve already moved in together. Shit, when she and I were going out I could barely get her to commit to dinner. And here she is being all domesticated.

It’s not that I’m jealous or still harbouring feelings for her. Though she is possibly my only iwillalwaysloveyou ex I don’t really still want to be with her. I loved her deeply but she was a pain in my ass.

It’s just… when is it my turn?