EspionageofNY
On the Prowl
Ok so now I am most definately sure that I am done! Done with what? Done with love. I had just been looking for friends on biggercity when I found a page of a guy who seemed pretty cool. I just sent him a message saying hey. He didn't respond, so I thought nothing of it and just signed off. The next morning I got about three messages from him saying that we really wanted to talk to me and I could text him all day. Then he gave me his number (without even having one conversation before). So I texted him back and he really wanted to talk to me on the phone and I told him I'd be free after work. So we texted randomly throughout the day and he really wanted to chat. So I called him when I got home, he answers and then says "I have some paperwork to finish up at my job, can I call you back later?" And I texted him back an hour after and said "I'll be up all night so feel free to call whenever." Well it's been 4 hours since then and still nothing. I've been burned a lot. Burned by girls, burned by guys. so I'm done. Finished. Love is a crock of shit. I don't care anymore about anything really. I know this sounds really down but that's how I feel. The last time this happened, I said I'd give it one more shot. Well, bang, I'm done.



















