the question i'm asking myself again and again and again is "will i be able to love again?"
i guess, i want to, but cannot find or see or even think of someone, who could be as near to you as yourself.
2 years. you must be married and have a kid or two, have the life you are enjoying.
it's not that i'm not happy about the way my life is going, but sometimes i think what if...and no optimistic answer comes. things are the way they are, and there is no if.
i broke the fucking cow. i've reached the point of no return.