So.. :dry: Here I am. Back at ye olde Square One. I've gone from a wonderful loving relationship with someone of the 'wrong' sex for me, to knowing what kind of person I'm looking for but not having them ( if that makes sense ). It's not that I mind being alone, it's more that.. I tend to be one of those quirky lefty ladies who's big on deer and old school french flicks and music by men in beards in the woods and nostalgic scone-eating afternoons, and it's rare enough to find soul mates like that in your twenties as is, but a lesbian one? Will I? Am I destined to own a hundred thousand cats (the one I have now is pretty awesome, though, I'll admit). I had everything sorted, and now I'm starting from scratch. It's scary and a bit lonely. Just wanted to say that coz I can.
I think I've grown numb to the fact at 27 that I keep starting back at Square One. I think I have it all figured out and wham I don't. Ever since I came at 21 I went back and forth from stating I was totally "Gay" from being "Bisexual" and it continues. Recently i had fallen for a girl again and than she got freaked out, so now I'm back to duck hunting again! *sigh* The phases don't phase me anymore it seems.
