I was at work, this was probably a month or so ago, and I'm walking around. I see a man and his son, he says something to his child about watching a how that night. The kid loses his shit. He lets out the most excited exclamation I've heard in a long time. I mean, I don't think I've ever been that excited since... ever, really.
Then I got mad.
I got mad because I'm broken. I realized this a while ago. I don't want any of it. Kids, marriage... all of it freaks me right the fuck out.
I just don't see myself in love. Yes, I love the idea of people. I have love to give, but I can't be in a relationship and not think there's something better out there.
I can't not want something more.
-TH
Then I got mad.
I got mad because I'm broken. I realized this a while ago. I don't want any of it. Kids, marriage... all of it freaks me right the fuck out.
I just don't see myself in love. Yes, I love the idea of people. I have love to give, but I can't be in a relationship and not think there's something better out there.
I can't not want something more.
-TH