On the way back

I never truly realized how unforgiving of myself I am until I develop feelings for someone. It's all self nurturing and self loving until someone is beneath my skin and I tell myself how pathetic I am, I'm not but "lady" logic has guided me to ignore him until he comes for me. I am to wait.

I could never be very good at this game, even now with no prospects I am fidgety and the attention of a jump off has me re considering. It must be so bad I don't even mention if, because friends would jump at me having the chance to be laid. Is this self sabotage? Is this love sabotage? Or shitty advice?

I think all of the above. I think until I figure out what I need right now I'll refrain to harmless skype .

I've never cut anything so short.

I don't know where that drive went but maybe I'll find it again somewhere on the 545.