I never meant to hurt anyone. I don’t go out of my way to hurt people or put them off. I’m not perfect though. I have fucking flaws and imperfections. I’m someone with a strong desire to feel an equal amount of emotion that I give to people. I dislike jealousy, sassy behavior, narrow minded views, and selfishness. I’m not even picky about what you look like, your gender, political views, or sexual interests in general. I’ll even hold you close and try to understand your illness, and if I can’t I’ll just hold you anyway. I just want to hold somebody and want them to want to hold me back. It seems like common sense to expect honesty, a willingness to be with me, and the ability to say “fuck the bullshit” when shit gets rough. If love isn’t in the cards, we will move the fuck on (I have before), BUT…. I won’t be the only one communicating, initiating physical closeness, and compromising (all around trying to be in a relationship…duh). I refuse. I deserve better. Nothing is free, so I’m done giving myself away.