There's No Road Coming Back This Way...

THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me! Emily Dickinson

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Just a 30 something,divorced, disillusioned woman trying to find humanity in the big city.

Friday, February 03, 2006

THAT'S IT!

I've been on match for a month now and I can't do this anymore! Are my standards high? YES. Should I have to settle? NO. I deserve better than this. I'm getting hit on by LOSERS! And the ones I think aren't losers only want my pants off. I am so pissed right now. Yes, I'm good looking, there is sooooooo much more to me than that. I want someone that's my equal in looks, brains, and personality. So far I can honestly say that I am way out of their league. I just want to scream. So here it is. I'm turning it over. I know that there is someout there that is what I'm looking for. Just as I quit obsessing over M; I'm done obsessing over finding him. When the time is right he'll be there. I'm staying on match (mainly because it's already paid for) because I believe you won't find anyone doing nothing. But no more obsessing, I'm done. I've got 5 months left with match and I'm turning my search over to the powers that be. My lord, my angels, it is in your hands now.

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