Cool


Cool. I’m alone again while he’s downstairs with his family. I feel like I’m being ignored. 

Sorry I’m tired and don’t want to be around your loud family. This is the life of an introvert. I can’t handle being around this many people for a long period of time. 

Especially when the last time they were here, I was alone for more than 3 hours. 

Like wtf?

Sometimes It’s All Just Too Much


I remember why I took a break from dating. My condition never really helped whenever I was in a relationship. I’d overreact and get upset over nothing or get insanely mad over the simplest things. Maybe I never really went out with the right person or it just wasn’t the right time for me.

For some unknown reason, it’s all different this time around. It could be that I’m older now or maybe because I’ve actually learned to love myself first before I can love anyone else.

The little things that used to bother me…. I couldn’t care less about. I know I deserve respect and honesty. Just like everyone else does. Basically… I’m falling and I don’t remember ever being this happy in my life. It’s just nice knowing that someone actually cares for me.