There's just one asshole who made me this way. I guess I could
have had it worse, but that doesn't mean it wasn't bad. Hurt is
hurt. Had my heart broken more than once or twice. Just too many
times to count. I don't do things that can hurt me that way
anymore. Developing feelings for a guy is just a sure way to do
that. I hate to say it but I just don't think it's worth the
I don't need to be taken care of. I begged and prayed for someone to come and save me, and no one did. I learned I was on my own. One of the hard facts of life is that when you need someone the most, that's when they're the hardest to find. So I take care of myself, and I don't get attached if I don't have to. Some say it's no life to live but what kind of life is one in pain?
No, I stopped looking. I just don't suspect I'll ever really find the right guy, I have trust issues when it comes to men. I hardly ever trust a man. Just don't expect much anymore. I suppose I expect to end up alone. If I'll be honest, the thought doesn't bother me so much.