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i am going to learn to trust my instincts more often. because it happened just the way i described.
As always, i'm a backup boy.
i think i'm officially done looking for girls anymore... they're too much of a hassle for me...
the only species that can continuously fuck with your head and laugh about it to themselves... but when you find out what they are doing.. they digress like nothing was ever wrong... and find some other way to poke and prod. and then complain about you... like you're the problem... or something like that...
man, i don't even know...
i just know that it's hopeless trying to find someone by now.
i don't think i could be interested in anyone anyway.
i feel like i would much rather be alone than to ever really get hurt like that again.
on the brighter side, however, I'm getting a tattoo kit. I made that decision last minute the night that she decided i wasn't good enough. or... kissed someone elses dick, or something....
i had to in order to make my life more worthwhile...
i guess the problem is i haven't done anything with it yet, but i have a craving to... and finally i have the money.. or i will... and when i do i'll have two tattoo machines to use at my discretion. a few ink things... some santization shit... and the unit itself.
hopefully this will make up for the years of shit that i have been stacking up in my mind...
either that or it will just be another thing to put on my shoulders that won't go down and then i'll end up back at square one...
man.
i fucking hate everyone lately.
As always, i'm a backup boy.
i think i'm officially done looking for girls anymore... they're too much of a hassle for me...
the only species that can continuously fuck with your head and laugh about it to themselves... but when you find out what they are doing.. they digress like nothing was ever wrong... and find some other way to poke and prod. and then complain about you... like you're the problem... or something like that...
man, i don't even know...
i just know that it's hopeless trying to find someone by now.
i don't think i could be interested in anyone anyway.
i feel like i would much rather be alone than to ever really get hurt like that again.
on the brighter side, however, I'm getting a tattoo kit. I made that decision last minute the night that she decided i wasn't good enough. or... kissed someone elses dick, or something....
i had to in order to make my life more worthwhile...
i guess the problem is i haven't done anything with it yet, but i have a craving to... and finally i have the money.. or i will... and when i do i'll have two tattoo machines to use at my discretion. a few ink things... some santization shit... and the unit itself.
hopefully this will make up for the years of shit that i have been stacking up in my mind...
either that or it will just be another thing to put on my shoulders that won't go down and then i'll end up back at square one...
man.
i fucking hate everyone lately.