Eh...So...being single sucks. Doesn't help I am out in the middle of no where...surrounded by morons and rednecks of every kind. I actually stood at work today, as I was cleaning the store, thinking about my love life and why it is such a failure. At first...I thought...Something was wrong with me. Not with the guys...but with me. Of course, if I ever tried to say that to a close friend or to a family member that actually liked me...I would have gotten smacked and told to shut up. Honestly, sometimes I believe there is something wrong with me...something that naturally pushes the male gender of our species away.
I find myself watching friends and family members find their loved ones...I watch them and envy them the ease in which they seem to snag a guy [or girl]. Maybe I set my standards too high...maybe I come off a little too...strange? I'm not sure anymore...and I am tired of looking for something that I may never have...
Part of me tells me to just give up and leave well-enough alone. Maybe it's better if I am single. Sure, it sucks and it's really depressing, because of the fact that I want a guy...but...eh...I dunno anymore...
Guess I will keep waiting...keep watching...keep hoping that a guy will come along, see me for what I am...like it...and then sweep me off my feet...
Just a work of my random moods, odd happenings, and collection of short stories. Rants, raves, bullshit...it all comes together in this. Hope you enjoy it.
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