it's always something...
I swear, the universe did not want me publishing what I just spent 40 minutes typing, because I accidentally hit the mouse pad and erased all but the first line. It was depressing drivel anyway.
I was just planning to say that, no matter what, I'm always too something for someone. Too old, too young, too fat, too naive, too complying, too composed, too willing, too shallow, too silly, too immature, too whatever. I can only be who I am, a 33 year old with no significant relationships in my past, attracted to older men who are unavailable to me, and maybe a little selfish since I've only had to think of myself, or family, for the last 33 years of my life. I'd like to have someone significant in my life, soon. I'm not gonna lie, friends, I want to have a relationship, bad. I want the person to come home to, the cuddles in bed, morning make-outs and I'm jealous of my friends tht have this. All of you in relationships right now, I hope you know how lucky you are.