Now Accepting Boyfriend Applications! Like 1 Twitter Emily-Ann Luna Follow Sept. 26, 2016, 8:54 p.m. in Life and Styles Views: 1095 Like us on facebook The magicalness you're about to read was originally posted on my blog a while ago, but I wanted to give you a taste of what you'll be seeing from me. Just so you know if you're reading this... I will find you and I will... make you my best friend! I did... I mean I didn't (bwuhahaha)...mean to make that sound so creepy/ Liam Neeson-y. Anywho Some might ask... Why not just write something now instead of giving us something from your blog Life As A Moon (www.lifeasamoon.com shameless plugging at its best!)? Well future bestie I'm super lazy and I'm about to have some soup. Soooo clearly my priorities are in order, Don't Judge Me! As the best boy band ever NSYNC might sing....HERE WE GOOOOOO! (OOO I almost forgot, there will most likely be profanities involved... You're Welcome) I swears I don’t recognize myself any more… It’s like my personality has been altered. I know I’ve said this a couple times before, but I’ve been extra emotional lately. It’s gotten to the point where I’m freaking crying from a freaking gum commercial. I can’t lie though that Xtra (Extra… Idk how to spell it) gum commercial where these two people meet in high school and have a relationship and all that good stuff, but throughout the whole relationship the guy draws out all the most memorable parts on the wrapper of the gum that the girl gives him, and At the end of the commercial the guy (I’m assuming) rents out a store front and sets it up like a gallery with all the pictures he’s drawn of their relationship and while the girl is going down memory lane she gets to one of the guy down in one knee and she’s like HOLY SHIT ( you know her facial expression says this) and she turns around and the guy is down on one knee proposing… It’s so freaking adorable, and it makes me all happy inside I literally smile throughout the whole commercial and of course the tears start to come down. Then I’m there in my room talking to myself like wow this guy is a freaking keeper, and damn that’s so beautiful. Also there’s the asshole in me that’s like dude you could’ve at least taking up some drawing classes. Well you get what I’m trying to say, I be crying a lot lately. That’s not the only thing that’s been changing about me. I’ve noticed that I’m a lot more irritable. Everything freaking annoys the shit out of me. I have to remind myself to calm the hell down. I never used to be this way. It used to take a lot for me to want to punch somebody in the throat, but now just breathing near me might be the end of your life. I think this change in moods is what has me so antisocial more than ever. I’ve always been slightly antisocial… Don’t judge me I like to be home; I figure the more I’m home the less money I spend. But for the past couple of weeks I honestly haven’t wanted to be near anyone… Well besides my momma and my dad those two crack me up. I miss my old self where even when I didn’t want to go out I would at least slightly try to talk my self into going out… Now I’m just like you right we can just stay home and watch the Hallmark Channel all day; who needs friends or even finding a boyfriend when you can watch people fall in love, while your at home alone being all lonely and ridiculously single. If you haven’t noticed I’m super single… So yea I’m taking applications for potential boyfriends. There are only three… No five requirements. 1. Must be at least 25 years of age or older to apply. 2. Must have a job ( legal…illegal whatever floats your boat) 3. Must laugh at everything funny I say… Or else! 4. Must be sarcastic; I can’t have people going home crying because you think I was an asshole. 5. The most important one… Must support my drinking habits. Well… Love Ya from the Moon and Back, Emily ( Happy Early Birthday to Momma Moon… Love you Mommy!!) Published by Emily-Ann Luna Share Mail Messenger Twitter Pinterest Linkedin Comments Related Article Life and Styles DEAR WOMEN Life and Styles Escape from the BS Life and Styles It Is Still August Right?