Never having been in a serious relationship, I struggle to understand the excitement of trying to meet somebody. Fitting in with society means that I should be with somebody, but I have yet to know myself. Bear with me throughout this adventure.
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Teenage poetry or is it fate that I become a disposable door mat
I am not making my situation any better by just thinking about past experiences. I torture myself on a daily basis thinking about failed relationships, ways the women that I have met and liked, laugh, and dwell at the futility of the situation. It has become a sisyphean task to think of what is wrong with me and why my situation has yet to change.
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