Tonight Im really feeling it. Lonely. Id like That One. ‘The romance cliche’.
I love to be single because Im knowing me and what I want now. I know what I deserve.
Tonight Im in tidy mode. Cleaning is like a hobby now. Allows me to think and get it together. Im here now thinking it would be nice…you know to have someone to hold. To love me because I have so much love to give the right guy. But where is HE? In this huge world. Probably fucking Mars. Oh please God after all this shit Please bestow the perfect guy. The perfect romance. Id give everything up..in fact my past gave up Because I truly believe (as my friends & family say. The best is yet to come.. on that note..I can continue to eat crisps in bed..eat chocolate for breakfast and tie my hair up with a thong. Oh single life youre weird and fun…but Id give this up for the one. My One. Hurry the fuck up..hurrryyyyy…im tired..off to bed.
Gee trying book this holiday. As soon as I select and book it informs me that I can book because the holiday is for two…no offers of last minute deals then. Prejudice..I’m single and singled out!!!! What a Travesty. And its Mondays and my local church right in front of me invites EVERYONE and anyone to rings bells in the evening. YES.so you can imagine that..bells ringing out of sync on and off like a drunk priest on one legs. Its nuts!!! Now to make matters worst someone yanking the bells now is trying to yank them down..as bad as it sound I hope it works.that will teach them to let Joe Public play with bells..oh my its stopped. Oh its 9pm it does stop then. ahhh now this damn holiday where am I going???
Another night in bed alone..its been over year..since Valentines 2013..(night of my breakup)..feels like Groundhog day..a deja vu..everynight rolls into one. A lonesome bed is great when Im eating crisps and the crumbs go awry but I would swap for cuddles and laying next to the one I love for comfort. Its honestly on these dark rainy nights I feel alone and sometimes scared..scared of how long I will be in this situation not just alone but.. well my story is more enormous and heart rendering than I have so far shared. I will touch upon these issues eventually. But I can barely comprehend them myself. So at some point I will adhere to it in more depth. Anyway as I live in a converted convent I may be better off without a bed buddy. I think the Catholic girl in me may feel guilty. MAY.FEEL. GUILTY.
Well Goodnight to you all. Hope yours is more eventful. In a nice way X
With single life..its you. You are alone to battle the daily woes..bills..problems..work life. .no one at home to talk to about..its just you…when you wake up..its just you..
There may be bonuses..like no one to answer too..do things when you want..where want you want..etc..but maybe thats easier for a different type of person. Perhaps a selfish one..thats not me..
single life is not for me..its not how I would choose to be living. But I don’t want to settle for anyone..I wont I deserve a nice guy..someone to give all my love too..and trust..Im not sure I will ever trust anyone. ANYONE. Im just going to start my to do list..and try do things for me..achieve things meanwhile let true love find its way through fate. I deserve that..wouldnt we all that. A tree love.. fingers (and toes) crossed…