I can't sleep.
I went to bed, watched some sex in the city,
and then rolled over in hopes of passing out.
Suddenly, for absolutely no good reason, ex-boyfriends started bombarding my mind; their faces, smiles, kisses, our talks, our laughter, our conversations, the "I love you's", the "I miss you's"...
Suddenly it hit me, - I'm not ready. I'm not ready for "the" serious relationship-
not ready for the end-all, be-all of relationships.
I'm 25, I'm young, I'm cute, I'm smart, and still have so much to see... why am I stressing about finding the perfect guy?
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Life is not always a piece of cakes... So here lie my thoughts on life and everything in between....
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