It feels like it’s all fading away.

I spent so much time loathing myself that I missed so many obvious signs.

I'm happy I've been getting back into my culture this summer.

You are my biggest regret. Damn if I could’ve done it differently.

I wonder what you think about me now

I'm the only one of my friends that's actually single now.

I'm not confident.

The goal is to become successful in my own nice apartment. I can come home after work, walk around shirtless (w/ abs), and just cook good food.

Weird train of thought but here we go: I think it's funny when I see someone bitch about not being able to sleep with their significant other. I've never gotten that. I've only ever gotten to sleep (like actually sleep, not sex) with someone once in my entire life and I thought that was a blessing in itself. People always complain about what they have or don't have. Someone will always have it worse. Someone will always have it better. Are humans just inherently selfish? Or did society, after generations of change, make us like this?

Loving has ruined me.