i keep trying to convince myself that i need to find myself before i can find someone. but i don’t know.

i like being alone. but i also get lonely. and i know everyone feels this way too.

but i just want to be reminded, that if it didnt work out, it was never meant to work out. reminded that i am capable of it.

i spend a lot of money on gas driving myself to places. oceans and parks, beaches and museums. I find small shops and cafes. i dont know what im trying to find.

I mean, if he didn’t want to go, then he wasnt the person I thought he was anyway, right?

remind me. tell me i’m right. fuck this shit. for as old as i am, they have been saying

“youll find him eventually”

i swear to god, im about to go on match.com