Bonnie

I HATE LOVE.

Oh, great—I have a huge crush on someone. (Sarcastic)

I want to keep my peace, but to do that I must mourn a life I will never have.

If I wasn't pretty, you wouldn't have even looked at me.

You make me sick. Leave me alone. You disgust me. You don't love me. You don't know me. You know nothing about me. You persist. You're trash. Get the fuck out. I despise you.

I don't want to belong to anyone. Leave me alone.

I have the job I wanted, a big apartment all to myself, Dior on my face, and I've never felt so beautiful in my life. The stars are aligned for me!!! 🌌

Honestly, I'm the type to make contracts as soon as I enter a relationship, stating my boundaries, what I like, what I don't like. I think I don't know how to love. For me, love is about giving each other out strength to reach higher together, even if there are no feelings involved; it's about choosing each other every day, even when you feel nothing. But I've realized that in the dating world, people aren't looking for that. They're looking for passion, and my soul is completely devoid of it, so I'm trying to learn to live alone rather than forcing myself to be "hot" or hurting someone because I don't love them the way they want me to. I'm very loyal in love, but I don't have the tools for what people generally look for, and I'm learning to accept that...