Wednesday, May 13, 2009
"You don't write in your blog anymore," she said to me.
I know. I don't have the heart for it anymore. I've been at this for 5 years and although I may have lost my virginity, I haven't ever even come close to finding love. All I have to show for my years of self-discovery is a very long list of douchebags. Everytime I write about another one, it increases my cynicism and lack of hope. I'm tired of meeting someone new, and getting excited about it, then 2 weeks later have to figure out what I did wrong to ruin it.
I'm still here. I'm still alive. I'm still struggling with my weight. I'm still meeting douchebags, although I'd like to think that I'm weeding them out sooner and with less drama.
I know. I don't have the heart for it anymore. I've been at this for 5 years and although I may have lost my virginity, I haven't ever even come close to finding love. All I have to show for my years of self-discovery is a very long list of douchebags. Everytime I write about another one, it increases my cynicism and lack of hope. I'm tired of meeting someone new, and getting excited about it, then 2 weeks later have to figure out what I did wrong to ruin it.
I'm still here. I'm still alive. I'm still struggling with my weight. I'm still meeting douchebags, although I'd like to think that I'm weeding them out sooner and with less drama.
