...And A Fine "Fuck You" To You Too

I am lonely. Pure and simple. No flowy metaphors. No high-minded explinations. Just a plain statement. I have friends and that's all well and good. It's just that as I see my life draining away (my 29th birthday is next week), I feel the sting of not being with that special someone a bit more. I fear I have set my standards too high. I may be looking for too much. There is a limit to what you can achieve with limited resources and I am just that, limited resources. I want a young woman, but young women are attracted to young men and I stopped being (acting) young over a decade ago. I don't want a stupid woman, but it seems young and stupid kinda go hand in hand. I want a pretty woman (I know I am shallow for it), pretty people are attracted to other pretty people and I am not a pretty person. I want someone I can relate to, and as the days slip by, I think that is never going to happen.


...maybe this is just the first step in becoming a real vampire. ...maybe this is fate's path for me. ...it still doesn't make it any easier.