"Because you haven't found him yet. His beard will be epic yadda yadda yadda."
Me: "False. It's because I stopped making things happen. I meet a guy, decide I want to date, and I make things happen. No one does romantical shit anymore. I do. I did. I stopped. I made everything happen in all my relationships. I don't foresee meeting someone I want to do that with again. It's exhausting."
This is the longest I've ever been single and it is much by choice. I mean, I would say yes to a date, but I've no offers for such--Plenty of men that want to fuck me, none, that I know of, that want to know me. And it's going to take time. I'm not knowable overnight. I refuse to do such by text anymore. I want a real relationship. I want someone with character. I want a partner.
I hope a date does happen, though. I mean, I don't really want to be single, but I don't want a relationship just for the sake of it. I don't like feeling lonely either.
Sucks. I'm always, forever, once again...
Just dried leaves, waiting on the wind.
