I’m having thoughts about giving up on love. Im not in love right now This is just me getting ready for my bow. getting ready to close the curtains because Im tired of hurting. I’ve broke so many legs and I still don’t know if it’s worth it. It’s so many holes in so many places. I can’t fill them in as fast as I want I’ll just have to pace it. I’ll have to trace it so only I can replace it. Taking the lines and making them a adjacent. And believe love isn’t for me and just face it.