While travelling to meet what would be my third - and hopefully last - kick for this year, I was violently reminded of the day when I went to meet my ex, Natasha. I was taking the same road, six months later, to meet up with another girl. It wasn't much different though.
I'm seriously starting to question the purpose of dating someone. Even if I simply want to fill in an emotional need, I cannot but see chaos when it comes to women and my life. One after the other, they appear and disappear, leaving burning marks on my heart.
I started out young and fresh, and now I feel old and used. I guess I need a pet or something...
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