I’ve been feeling like I might kind of like meet someone, at some point.
I know I’ve said I ‘don’t agree’ with blended families (wow, bitter and hurt and scared much?) but, I dunno, it seems mean to force myself to go through life alone, just because it’s not the way I wanted it.
Kinda reeks of throwing toys out of the pram, right?
I’m a little lonely. I know now that I don’t need a partner, but I’d like one.
Someone funny with sparkly eyes and a nice smile, who is kind to my son without trying to parent him. Who can string a sentence together.
Up until a few months ago, I dated a lot. And I made a heap of new friends (yes, really) and rekindled old relationships. I fucked up a lot, also. I know I’m too picky, but I don’t see the point in…
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