As the Sarah Turns

It has been a rough week. A long week. I know I'm still not understanding someone's structure now and I don't know the extent of its corruption and sense of reason or sensibility. I won't always know how much of a truth I'm being told or how lied to I am. I know I'm probably being lied about and that people could want to give themselves a twisted credit. I was upset a little at just how quiet one of my crush's were. He eventually opened up a little more but I figured out another important piece of info through someone else. He has kept me guessing for awhile over several things and even if we were never in a relationship together; it matters to me that he is on my good side and doesn't go on my bad side. I can't always figure him out or guess him out but I'm guessing that he is sticking with his girl friend. Ho hum. There will always be other fish in the sea. Whatever scattered information, my best stress was that I am the exclusive type. I'm not open, wanting to be bisexual, and/or in an orgy. I know some men could especially want to be manipulative with my job role as an adult entertainer, but it is just that: a job. .... I wish I had more to talk about or more to say, but this is all I can think to talk of for now.