if in any case you dear earthlings didn't know, i broke up with my partner nearly a month back. and yes, i am single and i will put a ring on it. ahaha. okay fuck crap.
anyway, i have always thought of being attached was the best damn thing that could ever happened to me. serious shit. i mean, come to think of it in reality, you guys know for the very fact that i was pretty fat back then. like serious fat. and apart from being soft hearted (am still till now though), i wasn't the best damn dude for girls to be wow-ed at. and the only thing that was playing on my mind were all the negatives thoughts like you know, he's ugly, he's fat, soft hearted and no one would ever want him in life. prft.
well you see. all my life being as a teenager, i have always wanted to be in a relationship with someone. yea. i mean come on, when you see your bestfriends being happy with their life companion, its a lie if you've never been jealous. especially when you never had a relationship life before, the feeling of wanting to have one is there you know. but of course, you couldnt. cause how unfortunate, you're not like those gorgeous people who always go around telling people for, with a snap of their finger, ten would come. like wth? fuck their life.
so two years back, i came down with a thinking that if i am actually thin and good looking enough, i probably would be in a relationship. and of course, my efforts did paid off. i did came to have one. i swear, i was soo deeply in love with my partner. but when shit happens, i dont wanna carry on anymore. and when i actually dont have one anymore, i wanna have one again. like oh my prada. talk about confused? ahaha.
so you see. the thing about human being is, when they have with what they want in life, they wouldnt wanna have anymore.
