Bloody Knife

All relationships usually start romantically and pure. Mine started with a lot of blood, swelling and head aches. I met a surgeon. He was excellent, tall and handsome. All you want from a man, but not from your surgeon. I didn’t want him to look inside of my mouth and pull my wisdom tooth out. Yes he was a facial surgeon. After some time dating him and having our first kiss I still felt uncomfortable thinking about that he pulled my tooth, and I was always thinking how he felt kissing me, if he thinks about my tooth.

Funny and silly, I know, but I can’t do anything about it and it keeps bothering me even now, after I broke up with him. I think that was the reason I couldn’t continue the relationship with him. If we only met in different circumstances, I think we would have a future. Neither I wouldn’t be able to date my hairdresser, my lawyer ( partially because I try to sue anyone I can- I have a lot of issues), and my best friend- because he knows too much about me, especially the part which my boyfriend shouldn’t know. At the end, it seems to me- I have nobody to date.