Anytime we talk it’s like I’m fighting a losing battle to keep you interested and love me. I could nearly die tomorrow, it wouldn’t change what you women want to do. Part of me being alone is realising my self worth. And I realized the girls I was waiting for aren’t worth it, me choosing them is the problem and waiting for them too. I go out of my way for everyone, I just want my girl to do the same for me. Instead it’s a secret joke and game