I'm here to share with the world my perspective on men, relationships, and being single in my late twenties. It has been a long road, a road I have walked alone most of my life. Now, before I get too deep, or sound freakishly "EMO", I have to say, that most of my being alone has been my own doing. I have learned a lot about love, unrequited love and its own personal loneliness, and I have also learned about heartbreak, and what it can potentially do to a person.
With all of my experiences in my twenty nine years, it has all led me to the conclusion that I might be fucked up, or I might be completely brilliant. I prefer thinking of myself as the later. I want to share how I view the world, by myself, no one holding my hand through this, and how I might just be okay with that.
But before I dive into the here and now, I must start from the very beginning. A beginning so innocent and sheltered. A beginning where boys had cooties, and the only way to save yourself was "circle, circle, dot, dot, now i've got the cootie shot."
I hope you're ready for the journey I am about to take you on. I'm not sure I am. So grab a drink, as I will, take a swig, and read on to my next post. It'll be a doozy!
Your friend,
A Singletwentysomething
Friday, July 25, 2014
Why I'm Here
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