I'll be the first to admit it. I struggle from time to time with the notion of bashing flirty female heads in when it comes to my boyfriend. Is it entirely my fault though?
Let's pause a minute. I happen to be with the most faithful man God ever created. He's stubborn as all hell, and is basically too stubborn to cheat when unhappy in a relationship, as if thats the easy way out. He just won't do it. Let's be grateful for that. Let's also be grateful that he thinks my jealousy is sexy.
And YET being that I work in an office of the same 80 people ive encountered on a daily basis for 4 years, (let me sum them up in a quote from a friend "engineers are nature's birth control"), I cant exactly relate to working with the public, as he does, at the mall, with anyone from tweens to cougars hitting on him. Yes i said tweens (read sluuuts).
So maybe jealousy isnt necessarily always based in fear of being hurt but sometimes of an innate need to protect one's territory. Not that my 5'3" frame is about to squash anybody, let's also remember that I'm Latin. And with that comes enormous amount of attitude and passion for all things I love, and that goes for him. So back off beyotches.... he's mine. And yes, he knows how cute his butt looks in those slacks so you don't need to tell him. So go ahead and scrape up the remainder of your self-respect, take your haggard self to the next man, and please...let's try not to have this nice little chat again.
