Hey, guess what? I'm still single. And that's okay. I don't really believe that, but I'm saying it anyway. Maybe somehow it will make it true.

I.
Hate.
Being.
Alone.

Actually, I like being alone (for periods), but I am scared to death of living long periods of life alone. I just need my time to recharge and regroup and that's what I'm afraid of giving up if I'm in a relationship. So I run from every chance I get. Freaking A.