Late Thanks.

I asked the universe to give me someone who appreciates me and two days later, my wish was granted.
I didn't necessarily mean a male or boyfriend figure of any kind, it could have been anyone. I just needed someone, besides my bosses and customers, who needed me and was thankful to have me.
I have been waiting a while for someone like this, or to at least display their appreciation. Month after month i've felt so used and well, worthless. Woman feel this way, so it's important to make us feel important.

So I met someone. AGAIN. I know what you're thinking and I don't care.
I am so god damn numb and I am literally expecting nothing from him. I'm not wrapping my feelings around him or trying very hard, and just like in the past, well, it's working. Men need a chase and why I  don't act like this every time is beyond me. Sometimes it's just hard. But now, since I've been burned so badly, I'm bitter and just trying to get fucked.
So suddenly someone who really fucking appreciates me as a human has walked into my life.

So I made him dinner. I knew the result would be positive because I was making my best dish.
Who knew i could ever, ever, ever make him so happy. It was over 24 hours ago and he's still thanking me and begging me to come back.
And in return, I am growing thankful. My gratitude is forming for this new human. I am glad I get to feel this way before I sell my soul to the government. I am glad I've met someone as mature and as intelligent as I am.
Though his profession is mainly the same as the last two men, I've grown to like that part. I am familiar with it now. And someone like me needs all the stability I can get.

I'll see him again on Sunday. He's leaving his back door open so I can come in while he's at work. And I'll be patiently waiting for him as I cook and clean his messy Joshua Tree house.
If you appreciate me; I so appreciate you.
And any male who can handle me is ONE GOD DAMN LUCKY HUMAN.

My hair is long, my skin is getting better. I am beautiful.