I am destined to become this old cat lady. A cat lady with a bad red box/netflix habit. It’s recently come to my attention that while I make it a point to be alone, I am actually pretty lonely. Not only am I lonely but I am too bitter/scared to explore anything else. So, I basically pussy out of anything that could be a relationship, I sabotage it. In lieu of that I drink a lot of coffee and I watch a lot of movies and I read a lot of books. I also cry, alot.. you know if im feeling extra hormonal. It is what it is I guess though.
Nothing like exploring a little bit of radical acceptance, right?
