I'm single, I broke up with my girl a few weeks ago after I took her on a romantic getaway and all she did was complain about stupid sh1t. I'll probably stay single for a while. I wish I could find the right girl and settle down. I get depressed when I think about it. I used to be proud of how many women I'd slept with, but now I just feel, I don't know how to put it, sorta like a whore I guess. I remember when things got hot and heavy you'd think that this could be the person you are going to spend the rest of your life with. Now more often than not I hear a voice in the back of my head saying "I wonder how long you'll be around" as my brain scans through a flip-book of faces that have come before. I just don't think we were meant to live like this. Fvck you Hollywood & Madison Ave. for steeping our entire culture in sex.

okay I'm about to start a massive philosophical rant.....I'll spare you all and save it for the publisher.