I’ve become so content with being alone that I personally don’t know what it’s like for someone to take care of me. Yeah, I have my family, I have my friends, but I’ve never had a guy go out of his way to take care of me and meet my needs. No one’s ever really done anything to make me feel like I’m worth someone’s time. It just makes me wonder why its never worked out with anyone. I mean, I don’t think there’s anything significantly wrong with me? I’ve grown accustomed to it though, because why waste time moping around as to why no one really wants to step up, right? I guess bottling all these feelings inside kind of just built up and now I’m just all depressed again. I find it pretty foolish for me to be feeling this way right now, but it doesn’t mean it’s wrong. It just sucks that I have this dark cloud over my head when I’ve been doing so well with everything. The idea of celebrating your success with a significant other sounds better than doing it alone. It’s a damn shame that I have everything going for me and something is just not clicking… something’s just missing.
Me (via stayy-for-tonight)