I don’t want to spend days with you restoring faith in women or working on your insecurities. Hell, I don’t want anything to do with you relationship wise if theres really any thing I need to fix that I didn’t even break to begin with.
I need somebody with their shit together. Mentally, physically, emotionally, all of that. I’m not here to be the maid of your life where i’m constantly picking up pieces to every aspect of you. We’re suppose to be starting something new, a new journey, a new start. That means before you get into something with me, clean up that mess you have in your head or heart or both before you throw us into it.
I’m not going to sit here and coddle you about the past when we’re suppose to be enjoying what we have in the present and what could be in the future. Fix your shit and then call me.
When i'm given too much time or space, I doubt everything.
And when I doubt something or someone, one foot is already out the front door. Now, instead of looking for reasons to continue where i’m at and staying, i’m looking for excuses to leave and run without even glancing back.