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This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already? |
She'll go to sleep alone in her queen-sized hotel room bed. She's pretty okay with that these days. I'm embracing my singleness and for the first time I'm not really afraid of being single forever. I know I won't, but if I am, I don't think I really care. I'm settling into a comfortable kind of relationship with myself that doesn't feel lonely.
All the single ladies. There's no one in my life,
near my life that I want to be with. So... who cares? I'm just as cute alone (except for the refusal to shave my legs thing). I'm just as smart alone. I'm just as compassionate alone. I'm still me, and I'm not really alone. I've got me some grrreat friends, and a maaahvelous family. And I'm way past just okay with that setup. I'm happy being myself, by myself, with the people I love. I'm not sure I like the 'alone,' phrase anyway. The more I use it, the more it feels wrong. The word alone insinuates that I'm lacking something--that I'm less than whole. I'm my own whole person. And if I'm attracted to someone who makes an effort to be with me, I'll give it a go. But until then, baby, I'm dancing with myself.
Doesn't mean I don't want a spooning buddy, but seriously ladies... put your hands up. If he liked it then he shoulda put a ring on it.
2 comments:
unaccompanied. only useful thing that microsoft word would give me. but anyway...that's awesome. i'd almost stopped looking myself. it's pretty fun to be an idiot solo :).
This gives me hope. <3
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