There comes a point where you get so bitter about not finding your person. You see couples talking, happy, and close to each other and you’re fully aware of how jealous you are. It comes so easy for some people but real, meaningful relationships and nearly impossible to find for me.

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Sometimes I’m just like, damn dude I’m really a whole package. Caring, good-looking, ambitious, big-hearted. The heartache I’ve endured has really brought out knowing my worth.

I swear, every compliment a man receives becomes a core memory.

Good people bring out the commitment issues in other people.

My ex wife are on good terms but today she introduced me to her new boyfriend and a while later it hit me, like a punch in the face. She’s been with 5 different men since me and I’ve been with 1 woman. Life is so much fucking harder for men. She found all of them on Facebook or dating apps meanwhile I get this.

This isn’t for pity or any shit like that but why the hell is it so hard? I get that I’m not exactly the sociable type but what the actual fuck? 😪

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Be with someone whose eyes can show you how much they love you, without a single spoken word.