We, or most of us, spend a big part of our lives searching for that "Mr/Mrs" Right. My question is, how long to we continue on the search before we just give up, before we are sick and tired of coming up empty handed? I myself have thought I have found "True Love" three times in my life. The first one being six years older then me and we met when I was fifteen. Nothing happened until I was of legal age for it to, but still. What was I thinking? The second person is the father of my child. Of course I would "love" him. In all reality, I think I just loved the idea of him, thinking a child needed both a mother and a father, but I was only 16. The next and third guy would be my most recent ex. He literally ripped my heart out and I think he is the only person I REALLY loved in my life, significant other wise. I moved in with him, helped him while he was on deployment, waited for him just for him to come home and tell me he was going to be with someone else. I think that was the final straw for me. I dont want to look anymore. I dont want to get my heart broken over and over again by shallow ass men who have probably been ruined by the bitch ass chicks. Other people need to stop messing it up for everyone else. Come on now, stop fucking with all the good guys and turning them into dicks. Its not fair. Well, I guess I am done with this rambling... (got the idea from another)
