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Here I am, putting on make up, getting dressed into a cute outfit, fixing my hair, getting ready to go on a date with a totally sweet, funny, charming, non-overly religious, DEMOCRAT who is perfect on paper, and the entire time, I'm wishing I were going out with someone else. Not that I have an idea who that someone else would be, because I don't. And this guy is completely adorable. But there's no point. I don't know if that makes sense.
I think I'm done with the bullshit dating I've been doing. I have had so much fun, but you reach a point where you have to say, ok. Enough is enough. I don't have time to constantly be going out on dates with guys who I KNOW I'm just passing time with. But there's really nothing wrong with that. I'm just tired of trying to care what happened in this guy's day, and what that guy is doing tonight. I'm tired. I wish I could go out with friends. I wish most of my friends weren't so flaky, and would call me when they go out. But it's like we're all in our own little worlds. And we're all so freaking busy. But I'm tired. I'm so tired, and kinda depressed, and I wish I could find something to pull me out of it. I wish I was in love, but there's no one to be in love with, and there'd be no point, because I'm moving so soon, and that seems like unnecessary heartache. But I think my life right now is unnecessary heartache.
And I wish that all of the hurt heart would end.
Now.
I think I'm done with the bullshit dating I've been doing. I have had so much fun, but you reach a point where you have to say, ok. Enough is enough. I don't have time to constantly be going out on dates with guys who I KNOW I'm just passing time with. But there's really nothing wrong with that. I'm just tired of trying to care what happened in this guy's day, and what that guy is doing tonight. I'm tired. I wish I could go out with friends. I wish most of my friends weren't so flaky, and would call me when they go out. But it's like we're all in our own little worlds. And we're all so freaking busy. But I'm tired. I'm so tired, and kinda depressed, and I wish I could find something to pull me out of it. I wish I was in love, but there's no one to be in love with, and there'd be no point, because I'm moving so soon, and that seems like unnecessary heartache. But I think my life right now is unnecessary heartache.
And I wish that all of the hurt heart would end.
Now.