I need to be alone. Once I'm okay with being alone, maybe you'll come find me. Maybe then things will be clearer. All I know is right now, I don't want half-ass. I want someone completely. And it's about time I start demanding all of someone and preparing to give all of myself to someone else.
So, solitude. I'm done with you, Mr. Halfass, Mr. Bullshit, Mr. Bodysnatcher.
Waiting for Mr. Right. Holding out until I meet him.