Swimming

I’ve come to this stupid conclusion that single people just want to be single. They don’t want to be inconvenienced by the dating process. They don’t want to spend money or time on the opposite sex. They don’t want to get the feelz. They don’t want expectations or attachment or anything else that comes with a relationship. They just want sex, maybe sex and a few good times, nothing serious.

I’m some odd minority.

All I want to do is fucking fall in love again.

I’m still pretty damaged from my last (only) relationship (I still think any man interested in me romantically is going to change his mind at some point) however I’m ready to dive head first for the next dude who wants to meet me halfway. I’m frustrated that others haven’t dealt with as much as I have—yet aren’t willing to seek out the same.

TK says I’m brave for this, for losing it all and being ready to put my heart on the line again. It’s honestly no question for me… Love is the best high I’ve ever experienced. Fuck drugs, I’ll take love.

So I’m swimming in a pool of emotionally unavailable men, unwilling to even give me the proper time of day. Maybe I’m in the wrong pool? Maybe I need to start using dating sites where you actually have to pay? Nah, fuck that. 

I'll just keep swimming. I'm a strong swimmer anyways.