hello atheist people
I will keep it short and sweet.
I am 22 from Khobar.
I love Christopher Nolan, and Wes Anderson Films.
I am a tea person.
I have irrational fear of birds.
I am looking for friends for now, I am not ready to date or be in a relationship yet.
tell me a bit about you and lets see where it goes!
Another week, another nightmare, and waking up sweating and in pain. Just to then remember Im still alive, Im still alone, Im still unknown and unwanted.
Do others feel like this from time to time? Does this mutual feeling warrant more care? Does compatibility and mutual effort matters anymore? Or is everyone just shallow and selfish?
Ugh this all falls on my chest like a hot anvil, each subsequent though like a hammer strike, reverberating through my ribs, shattering my inner hopeless romantic.
Such is life ...
Such is life ...
C'est la vie ...
Another week, another nightmare, and waking up sweating and in pain. Just to then remember Im still alive, Im still alone, Im still unknown and unwanted.
Do others feel like this from time to time? Does this mutual feeling warrant more care? Does compatibility and mutual effort matters anymore? Or is everyone just shallow and selfish?
Ugh this all falls on my chest like a hot anvil, each subsequent though like a hammer strike, reverberating through my ribs, shattering my inner hopeless romantic.
Such is life ...
Such is life ...
C'est la vie ...
What are your thoughts on such things? Like found family, adoption, ethical non monogamy, polycules, and such.
It has been a long journey, Too many names, and too many conversations. At this point I am getting numb to people, no one stays, no one is good enough, and yet, no one would find me good enough either. I have always been a desperate romantic, a person yearning for everlasting relationships, yet always the one left behind. I wonder though, would there be any comfort for me in silence? In solitude? In any sort of future?
No I reject it all; my essence screams, my soul cries, my heart beats, yet no one answers.
maybe it is fated, that I am eternally cursed with being alone.
maybe it is fated, that I love too deep, and experience too much, just to then lose it all over again.
maybe it is fated, that I will die alone ... after all, one must always face their worse fears...
It has been a long journey, Too many names, and too many conversations. At this point I am getting numb to people, no one stays, no one is good enough, and yet, no one would find me good enough either. I have always been a desperate romantic, a person yearning for everlasting relationships, yet always the one left behind. I wonder though, would there be any comfort for me in silence? In solitude? In any sort of future?
No I reject it all; my essence screams, my soul cries, my heart beats, yet no one answers.
maybe it is fated, that I am eternally cursed with being alone.
maybe it is fated, that I love too deep, and experience too much, just to then lose it all over again.
maybe it is fated, that I will die alone ... after all, one must always face their worse fears...