sadsoul
Alive and unwell
- Sep 9, 2018
- 440
I don't really know if I believe in love, I don't even know what love really is. I can't remember ever being truly in love which is sad. I've spent my teenage years being miserable, depressed and completely socially inept, so love and relationships were always utopian to me. They were something other people experience, but I can't because of how shy and broken I am. But I have to admit that even though love seems so unattainable for me, I sometimes secretly (and naively) hope that I will find the love of my life and become happy. I know that love wouldn't solve all of my problems but it sure as hell would make life more bearable.