What’s left to lose, I’ve done enough..
If I fail well then I fail, but I gave it a shot. These last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now its time to get out of the desert and into the sun. Even if its alone.
When somebody asks what my dating life is like
I’m just like:
No one can tear me down like she can.
It’s like she has it down to a science. I guess after almost 20 years of practice she has perfected her talent. You would think after all this time I would be used to it…but each time it cuts me even deeper. I would never try to place the blame for my own failures on her, but sometimes I wonder where I would be if she wasn’t always putting me down. Maybe I would have some self-confidence. Maybe I would believe in myself. Maybe I wouldn’t hate myself. Maybe I would be better off.



