I'm so freaking clueless.
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimesssssssss.

No, all the time. And I hate it.
I just want to wake up one day and finally understand what's going on with the world and everyone in it.
And maybe find out if she ever loved me or if she ever loved me not because if she did, she had a bad way of showing it.

Dear Jenn, I'm torn. Dear myself, I really need to date better women.

Life. Probably never gonna be content with it or happy in it but maybe one day I'll be able to deal with it. And then one day when my time has come, maybe then I'll be able to move on. Peacefully.