Date: 3/5/2008

Only the lonely

Yeah, l know lm the only person lonely in the whole world right now. Pmpl. Feels like it sometimes, hey. U go to the shop and theres people smooching. You go to a pub and the only single people there luks as if they escaped from some sorta institute. Im lucky, l have a lot of friends, and we have a lot of fun together! Hell, all my str8 friends went with me to the pride carnival and parade. But when l get home (alone) my thoughts are my only company. And while they are generally positive, some negative ones do slip in uninvitedly. Im getting older and dont want to hang around gay bars to try and pick up a shag 4 the night. Im ready to settle now. The only problem being that the kind of guys lm into, arent. Life was much less complicated when l had my fuckbud. We got on like a house on fire, had the same interests, listened to the same music, had amazing sex, but no chance of a relationship. Now that he is a thing of the past, lm actively searching again. And with age, maybe just stubborness, comes the feeling that l shouldnt lower my standards just because l want a relationship. And that is a problem. Am l setting my expectations too high? Is what lm looking for right in front of my eyes? I really dont know.


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