Had a serious chat with my besties on relationships. We came to a conclusion where we should just give up on finding Mr.Right and just go with Mr.RightNow. This may contradict a little, but I'm not looking for Mr.Right nor Mr.RightNow. I guess I grew tired of that concept.
I had a friend, his name is Marc (pseudo name). I admire him a lot. He used to have nothing. But he worked very hard and it seems he can own anything. I could say he once was my Mr.Right/RightNow but it was bad because he came during the time where I don't want to associate myself with romance. It's a selfish, bitch move of me when I flat out rejected him (even after he got me this gorgeous YSL duffle bag and an LV trinket). I feel bad. He told me he won't hate me but I know he did, will. I was being inconsiderate but it wasn't fair.
It wasn't fair because when I was busy looking for love, nobody answered. When I closed my heart off, he came. He came when my conscious is rejecting all forms of romance. My 22 year old immaturity stopped me from what possibly, could be the best moments in my life, but I blew it.
Life. My friends dubbed it that. No arguments there. I'm sure one day, He'll answer my prayers. The missing piece, the other half, the ring for the stone, the bud for the flower. And when that day comes, I hoped I came prepared. Until then, life goes on.
Haha, my 10pm talk. Goodnight.