I think, therefore I am. I think

All this time I’ve had to learn and teach and figure myself out and all I’ve been doing is whining that I’m alone. I hate being brought up in a society that makes such big deals out of minuscule things. Not that I’m blaming my faults on society.
But I do envy those who stay happy and collected for all the right reasons. Time to change my mindset.

I was always there for you and now you’ve disappeared.

under the circumstances that i find a man that will do things like this with me,
will i ever ever have another boyfriend.

Sometimes I just want to forget about what ANYONE will think of me. Forget about what’s “appropriate” or “acceptable”. To each their own, right? Let me just be me.