No matter how much I want to, there are some things I can never write about.
Some emotions are too raw. Too deep to be exposed. 252 more words
Excuse my language. I don’t often speak like this. Nor am I what they call a “hater”. But right now, I’m overcome with annoyance and irritability of this bullshit world and it goes without saying that what makes it bullshit is the people within it, myself included at times – because we’re ridiculously, flawed and fragile human beings. 1,413 more words
We’ve made it quite a while without ever discussing an inevitable subject when it comes to women and dating: body issues. Now, you can sit there and give me all the platitudes, like “you have to love yourself” and “I don’t care how I look – it’s what’s on the inside that matters”, etc. 239 more words