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Back. Yes. I'm back.
I have a little news. Little? Naw, I have news. I have meself, oh crikey, a girlfriend. Yes, I, Doug, the man who is against relationships. Who bashes them nonstop. Who thinks love is the curse of the weak. Who thinks one should be strong, a warrior facing the abyss type of strong and anything bounded to your side is dead weight. But, I've got a girl. I don't know. She makes me feel alright. Makes me feel like my life isn't all that bad. The kisses help. The hugs and the gushy, mushy, wishy washy emails at night make me feel just fine.
I don't know how long this will last. Don't know when she'll find out that I'm just another depressed vagabond searching for that life high. She's my life high, for the moment anyways. One day at a time. Just be myself. I'm dealing with emotions I don't spend a lot of time dealing with. I'm always analyzing the living crap out of her emails. Thinking of her. Trying not to think of her. I'm not build for this kind of stuff. Being alone is easy. No rejections. No doubts. You're alone and it's final. But she's there, in my brain, smiling, and I'm smiling.
Girls, do yourselves a favor, never find a low-self esteem man. Get yourself a real prick. Someone who doesn't gush like I do. It's all so silly.
Yea. Got meself a girl. Who would have thunk it? And it ain't all that bad :)
I have a little news. Little? Naw, I have news. I have meself, oh crikey, a girlfriend. Yes, I, Doug, the man who is against relationships. Who bashes them nonstop. Who thinks love is the curse of the weak. Who thinks one should be strong, a warrior facing the abyss type of strong and anything bounded to your side is dead weight. But, I've got a girl. I don't know. She makes me feel alright. Makes me feel like my life isn't all that bad. The kisses help. The hugs and the gushy, mushy, wishy washy emails at night make me feel just fine.
I don't know how long this will last. Don't know when she'll find out that I'm just another depressed vagabond searching for that life high. She's my life high, for the moment anyways. One day at a time. Just be myself. I'm dealing with emotions I don't spend a lot of time dealing with. I'm always analyzing the living crap out of her emails. Thinking of her. Trying not to think of her. I'm not build for this kind of stuff. Being alone is easy. No rejections. No doubts. You're alone and it's final. But she's there, in my brain, smiling, and I'm smiling.
Girls, do yourselves a favor, never find a low-self esteem man. Get yourself a real prick. Someone who doesn't gush like I do. It's all so silly.
Yea. Got meself a girl. Who would have thunk it? And it ain't all that bad :)