buckknuckle

I think the whole problem was that I got use to being in a relationship. Live together, all spare time together, vacations together. You get off work, and there's someone there. Sure, it got really bad and boring and claustrophobic at the end, but at least there was someone. Now I don't know what to do with my time.

I decided today that I don't want to be with anyone unless I am different. It could be the self loathing talking, but anyone that would be into what I've got going on at this point has got to have a screw loose. But knowing that I'm not ready for dating is different than feeling that I'm not ready. Loneliness is a motherfucker.