Welp, on the contrary I'm 18, got opportunities, got chances and got time and have mistake to spare. Yet I lost my trust for love when I realize that I'm sick in the head and I have a negative view on modern society's humans... Maybe it's another episode of overthinking or something like that, but it's getting too true.
Perhaps, I'll be... What? Single by choice.
Perhaps, I'll be... What? Single by choice.
I'm 35, diabetic, and my right eye is going bust. I don't like to pass my hardships to my future wife, so no. I'll be Hans the Celibate.