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2016, the To do list has started.

I am watching "Being Mary Jane". That's beside the point, how are you? Today what I want to get off my chest is the issue of pride. its ruining all the good memories waiting to be made. You're too big to admit the mistake you made, now you're lying in bed at 4am and your demons are eating you away because you didn't want to want to appear weak, anyway that aside. 

I have fucked up a lot of my relationships because of one reason or the other, pride and the common enemy; jealousy. But one thing that remains a theme in most failed relationships is inconsistency, I think without a doubt most females are just looking for consistency, something they can rely on or a man they can depend on when it counts. I have had a couple of relationships behind me, and gradually you start to think then even believe that the problem is you when it's really neither of your faults.


I'll leave this here, unfinished because I do have coursework waiting on me. Hopefully, in the future I'll talk about my relationships one after the other trying to understand the problem for my next big relationship in 2016, because in as much as I don't want to be a pessimist I think the opportunities for 2015 have run out. See you later xx

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