Not a Substitute for Human Interaction.

I hate valentines day. I'm single. I'm old. I'm fat. No one wants to be with me. :'( I'm missing a friend I haven't spoken to in four years.

I'm trying to keep an upbeat attitude. I really am. I'm just lonely. I feel that there isn't a guy out there in the world who would be compatable with me.

I'm not into sex. I'm just not.
I'm distant at times.
I cherish my personal space.
I don't want a man who confuses himself as my jailer or parent. I enjoy my freedoms.
I'm close to Una. If a man can't deal with my best friend, then that's a problem.
I'm not a personal slave.
I'm not a parent.
I don't want to give birth, I'd much rather adopt.
I'm not into sex.
I want a tall cute guy with long hair.
I want someone who trusts me.
I want to be -loved-.
I want to be cherished.
I want to be needed.


There's so much I can give that some man out there has missed -way- out on, because he judged me for my body style instead of by my heart.

I'm Christian, but not perfect.
I'm loving, even though I have a low self-esteme.
Yes, I am self concious and I shame easily. I don't want someone to take advantage of that.
I'm warm.
I'm HECKA funny. I mean, I have a -great- sense of humour.
I may not be a rocket scientist, but at least I do have your basic intelligence.
I can cook.
I can clean. So long as I am not confused as a live in maid.
I dream. I imagine.
I'm nurturing.
I'm not judgemental, though, as a human, there is a degree.
I'm not perfect, but I'm loyal.
I'm not lazy, but I prefer to stay in the safty of my home, I'm overy shy and I have social phobias.


I just need someone who will love me, understand me, *PROTECT* me, accept the fact that I am joined at the hip to my best friend Una. Appriciate the fact that I am damaged and not use any of my defunctions against me to harm me or to control me.


Am I wrong?