I'm seriously thinking about stopping dating. Like now.
Not that I don't like it, because I love it.
But I feel like these men are just coming and going so quickly in my life. As soon as I feel like I might have one...poof he's gone. And I am an incurable romantic and optimist...so I get super excited when I'm with a guy who might actually be someone. And then he isn't.
PS I don't think things are working out with Max.
But y'all know me well enough to know that I won't stop dating.
I'm too man crazy.
Is that horrible?
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