Jesus ******** Christ, I am so frustrated with the whole purpose of romance. I told *him* that I loved him right smack dab in the middle of sex. It hasn't even been a month and I told him that I loved him, ********!
I'm upset that he didn't even call me on my birthday. . .I just feel like I was probably meant to date more men at this period of my life rather than settling down. I don't even know what love is because I'm still a ******** virgin to this whole experience.
I don't even think I want to be loved, I want to be happy. Love is a monster who hides in your bed. . .end of story.
Lady FOS Community Member 
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