Dating and flirting is exhausting

It’s always the same questions
It’s always the same answers
Thinking what to wear
And thinking how to wear it,
And it’s always the same need
Of measuring every step
It’s always the same need
Of looking out for yourself,
Because even if the key is to be
Exactly and precisely yourself,
how many people truly want to
see the person inside?
And how willing are you to hide?
Over, and over, and over again.
It’s damn exhausting
To go over that process again.

I’ll settle for a cat.

*

I guess I’m kind of resurrecting this? Trying to? I’ll see where this goes. Is there anyone around? Hello…?

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About raqueluroz

Lunatic, obsessive, insane, passionate, human
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