I’m single. And I know why I’m single.
I’m single because I’m different. I’m single because I’m weird.
I’m single because I am one of the apples on the top of the tree, and it’s easier to take the dirty ones that lay on the floor.
I’m single because if you want a sandwich, you stand up and make yourself the sandwich. I don’t remember filling up an aplication to be your f.ucking maid.
I’m single because I don’t need your jacket, I brought my own.
I’m single because no, thanks, but if I could eat all that food by myself, I can also pay for it.
I’m single because I grew up with my parents loving each other and trying to kill each other at the same time. I’m single because I overthink. I’m single because I have my priorities very well settled.
I’m single because I’m afraid of being happy. Rumor has it that that feeling never lasts. I’m single because I care more about sense of humor than looks.
I’m single because I like it when people use good grammar.I’m single because people don’t use good grammar anymore.
I’m single because I am not going to change to please somebody that won’t move mountains for me if he had to. I’m single because I push people away when they want to be the closest.
I’m single because I’m not your average girl, and people are afraid to try something new. I’m single because I would rather be on a library for hours than in a club for 5 minutes.
I’m single. And I know why I’m single.
I’m single because I’m so damn complicated for anyone to love.
But I won’t change a thing. Because I believe there is somebody out there that’s still single for these same reasons.
And we may or may not meet sometime. And we could be weird together.And maybe we could fall in love. And we could find in each other everything we did not know we were looking for. And every morning we would look forward to another incredible adventure together.
And we could say we are happy. Truly happy.
And maybe, just maybe, that feeling will last forever.
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