Evening to whomever may be reading this. It's 00:45 ET. I'm not in the least bit tired. So here I am, getting to travel the United States, happy as can be right? Well yet, I forget, no matter where you are, or how different things may seem. People. Never. Change. Or at least, types of people do not. And unfortunately, I seem to run into the best types, and the worst all rolled into one- I attract, people like me. (What a truly terrifying thought) Likelihood is that this is due to my personality, I attract bubbly, free people like myself. These free people don't necessarily care, there's one thing they are bothered about outside family and friends- themselves. So when it comes to intimacy, it's often down to the physical stuff (this is OK. When it's mutual, when it's one way, someone gets screwed) in this case, me. I'm folding out of my old ways, of easiness to just sleep with someone, and for once (ahhhhh emotions, Scary.) Craving someone to FEEL for me. Like I have felt for so many (none of them Whom I've been with). I crave someone to show my importance to them. So far, it's felt like a one way street. Partly due to the whole man gotta be the man #hard & all that. Not that that's an issue to me, most men (including myself) don't mind a good ego stroke in a while. But I can't, I can't function with a woman anymore without affection- shit have I grown up? Maybe? I just feel from my past experiences, through relationships and one night stands, I've become soft. & in a way, I'm glad. In a world where we bury our heads in phone screens, conversations on public transport diminished. Where alcohol is a necessary ingredient to fuel LIFE? What kind of a society is that. A society that forgets how to connect, but connects more to pieces of paper that can be exchanged for things. Things, not people, not love.
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