Rachel
Today marks the end of a brief tryst with an old friend of mine, name of Rachel. We spent Halloween together, did the whole kiss thing, thought about getting back together, but upon much closer review, decided it was a bad idea.
And this is why: I realized something about myself.
I am not looking for a girlfriend. I am looking for a psychologist. I am looking for someone to cry to, to unload my issues on, to be the other leg under this overloaded table. And it is not within my rights to burden another person with my problems, especially someone I claim to care about.
And especially someone I REALLY care about.
So I guess I can stag it until I've got my shit together.
Thought I'd tell you all.
Peace and Love, 3 Days till Hanson!
And this is why: I realized something about myself.
I am not looking for a girlfriend. I am looking for a psychologist. I am looking for someone to cry to, to unload my issues on, to be the other leg under this overloaded table. And it is not within my rights to burden another person with my problems, especially someone I claim to care about.
And especially someone I REALLY care about.
So I guess I can stag it until I've got my shit together.
Thought I'd tell you all.
Peace and Love, 3 Days till Hanson!