#singleagain

So I broke things off with the guy I was dating, and I don’t know what the feeling is, but I know what its not, and its not sadness. I feel free and boundless, even tho he didnt bound me. I’m supposed to be alone, I feel better alone, shut the front door imma just fan let it off coz its on my chest I guess. I dot wanna be in a relationship thats just the full stop end of the story, and I don’t feel bad, I feel happy, I feel good I feel trust within myself I don’t wanna be associated with anyone other than myself, I am my own person I’m not with anyone I don’t see anyone, I’m free to sleep with who ever I want I’m free to do whatever I want I’m free to see who ever I fucking want. I’m a grown ass woman and once I learn to control this BEAST its over for you bitches. Like trying to tame a horse, a dragon or something along those lines I dunno. I’m so excited for my OWN ENDEVOR alone and free and yellow and blue and ocean and van life and surf and peace and happiness, fruit, coconuts bitch I’m talking crystals weed lsd freedom…. The world is mine

It’s interesting... Someone asked me just a little while back a question I laughed off. She asked, “How are you still single?” I responded with, “Because I am simply just too much.” My biggest flaw, if I were asked, would be that I care too much. I care if the person I like is hurting. I care if she is crying. I care if she is having a bad day and I will do whatever I can think of to restore a smile. It’s worth it to me to see her smile. I’ve gone to great lengths before, such as, while a girl I was seeing was in a mental hospital (no, really, and it was her choice, she checked in herself. I was so proud), I cleaned her entire apartment just so she would have a clean and safe place to come home to. Too much? She appreciated it. But for me to ask her to choose between our future dreams together or an abusive “friend” that had blatantly disrespected both of us? Apparently, I was asking too much.