Yes, I’ve said it.
I really do think I hate her. But I didn’t always hate her, I actually once really loved most things about her. I always thought her little pop tunes were cute and fun. I think her song of Hot and Cold is COMPLETELY on target, and for that alone, I liked her.
But then…. this obsession by the boy became…. ~finding the words~ More than an obsession? Over the top?
And so here is the million dollar question, when does something like this cross the line of being down right disrespectful?
Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like the boy is a disrespectful person, but rather, just oblivious to anything and anyone but himself most days. I can’t blame him. A lifetime of being alone will do that to you I suppose.
But, what ever happened to telling your partner how hot they are? I understand that we all want to jump Matthew McConaughey and Katy Perry like there is no tomorrow, but would you ever really point that out at every sighting of them if you knew it feed insecurities?
What ever happened to doing the right thing? To breaking down and sending the quick I love you message, or the thank you, or the I think you are special message? Or making the call to just say I was thinking about you?
And when you can no longer do that, does it mean things are bad or wrong, or does it just mean that things are now comfortable enough that you take those thoughts for granted?
Either way, I wish bad things on Katy Perry, and I hope that doesn’t make me a bad person.
Love & Peace