conqueringking

I don't know what fustrates me more. The fact that I complain so much about meeting a woman that gets me, or the fact that all the women that do get me are scattered to the far reaches of the world. Seriously, Sometimes I think that god hates me. Either that or he seems to have forgotten that epic quest for maidens stopped being popular in the dark ages. I also find it fustrating that I avoid seriously relationships because, I sense that there is no depth to the women I meet. I think that pales behind the fact that there are so many of the woman who do get, me ending up in bad relationships. It bothers me that I can't upheave my life to rush in and save them. It bothers me that I contemplated such an obviously creepy-stalker-like behavior. It bothers me that I'm so jaded and torn up from my past experiences, but the hopeless romantic in me won't die. It's like that scene in buffy the vampire slayer where pee-wee herman just won't die and manages to flop around and twitch and make horrible sounds for way too long. Its tradgically amusing for awhile but, the song and dance gets old. I know what prometheus felt like. It makes good drama, it makes good lyrics for songs but, a shitty way to live.