I don't draw anymore. I don't write anymore.

I get nothing out of simply spilling my emotions down on a page because the unoriginality and clicheness is too destructive to me. I like to write and draw only when I approve, and I have block for both trades.

Truth be told, I was actually doing well before you sent that message, but now, of course, I'm back to square one.

I don't know what I want. I should not be on a dating site. I should not be looking for that special someone. I should give it a break.

I already have people who like me. I'm going on dates. I'm putting myself out there even when I know I'm not ready because I don't want to shut people out and miss an opportunity...but more than that...

Because I don't want to wait. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to stop being liked/adored/whatever, and I want it in the way that reminds me that I am romantically attractive, physically attractive, etc. I want to cuddle and kiss.

So what I'm looking for is short-term dating, right? Or maybe no dating at all. I don't know. I can't decide.

I have been put in a very painful position of unsureness.