I’ve come to terms with that I’m literally probably going to be alone for the rest of my life. But that’s somewhat okay with me, because I will no longer be disappointed, or cheated on, or lied too, or hurt to the point of no return, ever again. I have to be super ugly, or something, for that shit to happen to me EVERY SINGLE TIME I try to like someone, or even fall in love. Love doesn’t exist for me, and I am somewhat okay with that.
NOW. MOVING ON. Anyone wanna talk? I need some friends up in my life. :)
DO NOT: Send me dick pics, ask me to sext, or anything of that sort. I will not respond, and you will be blocked. THANK YOU.