My lubs life.
Love. At this point in my life i don’t think I can understand what it is to love another person. Aside from my parents and close family and friends I don’t love anyone else. I’m twenty its my selfish years time to not care about anyone else, although it would be nice to have someone there with you by your side going through and enjoying life with you through your ups and downs. But when it comes to love I don’t know anymore I can’t deal with people treating me like shit, or getting attached to someone who isn’t worth your time. I guess things will happen when it’s meant to be. All I want is a guy who loves me for who I am, someone who wants to go out and do crazy shit with, someone to go out and explore the world with, someone who wants to watch the basketball game with me, someone who wants to go to Jamaica and smoke weed with someone who looks like Bob Marley, someone who wants to go get crazy at Trinidad Carnival, someone to go jet skiing with, someone who will go ATV riding in the middle of the jungle, someone who will buy me chocolate covered strawberries just cause, someone who just wants to stay home in bed and watch mobster movies with, someone who makes fun of me in adorable ways, someone who thinks about me every second of the day, someone who shows they care, someone who will bring me food in the middle of the night, someone who knows the value of family, someone who aspires to be successful, someone who wouldn’t mind living on an island somewhere, someone who gets along with my parents, someone who’s good with kids, someone who I can talk to for hours and never get bored, someone who can teach me new things, someone who I can trust, someone who makes me laugh. Sometimes I feel like I will never meet someone like this. It seems so far fetched as though there could never be someone so perfect for you. Seems like high expectations. huh. Sometimes I think that I haven’t met this person yet because when I “talk” to someone I’m serious about I would do anything for them, I enjoy making them happy, I enjoy talking to them for hours, I want to buy them cute gifts and it has never worked out cause they were never worth my time. They never put me above anyone else, so when it comes to guys I’m scared. I don’t want to get hurt again. I don’t want to waste my time. I don’t want to look stupid. I don’t want to be lied to. The worst thing about me is that I always try to see the good in people, I give them the benefit of the doubt. I expect people to be honest with me because I’m honest with them. But life doesn’t work like that.
Who knows as for now I’m just focusing on myself, my family and my happiness.