On the topic of L.O.V.E.
Every girl dreams of being a princess and living happily ever after with Prince Charming.
When I was young, I used to dream about this a lot.
I think, even up until highschool, I used to believe there's probably someone out there for me.
I don't know what changed. Or even if I was influenced by beailoveyouBut I've recently come in terms with the conclusion that I might not get married.
It's weird that I think this way, to be honest.
My parents are about the sweetest married couple I've ever seen. Sometimes, as their daughter, it's sickening already.
I've only had one "failed" relationship so far. Not enough to bring me into an endless pit of hopelessness.
So why do I believe that I won't get married and find that right person?
I sound so pessimistic right now, I bet.
I only have two theories:
1. My Independent Spirit
2. My "Nemesis" passing away last December
I guess I'm tired of just "settling" for someone who's second best, just because he's the only one there. In other words, convenience. I did believe that I was in love, but in the end, pride (and respect) was much more important to me. I don't know if I'm the only one who feels as if the guys that you like don't look at you the same way and there are some guys that you don't like, but they constantly hit on you? I'm always trapped in that situation.
Maybe it's too early to tell. Anyway, I've got my whole life ahead of me.
If God does have someone for me, then fantastic.
If not, then I should start to find things worthwhile doing.
When I was young, I used to dream about this a lot.
I think, even up until highschool, I used to believe there's probably someone out there for me.
I don't know what changed. Or even if I was influenced by beailoveyouBut I've recently come in terms with the conclusion that I might not get married.
It's weird that I think this way, to be honest.
My parents are about the sweetest married couple I've ever seen. Sometimes, as their daughter, it's sickening already.
I've only had one "failed" relationship so far. Not enough to bring me into an endless pit of hopelessness.
So why do I believe that I won't get married and find that right person?
I sound so pessimistic right now, I bet.
I only have two theories:
1. My Independent Spirit
2. My "Nemesis" passing away last December
I guess I'm tired of just "settling" for someone who's second best, just because he's the only one there. In other words, convenience. I did believe that I was in love, but in the end, pride (and respect) was much more important to me. I don't know if I'm the only one who feels as if the guys that you like don't look at you the same way and there are some guys that you don't like, but they constantly hit on you? I'm always trapped in that situation.
Maybe it's too early to tell. Anyway, I've got my whole life ahead of me.
If God does have someone for me, then fantastic.
If not, then I should start to find things worthwhile doing.