"I am sick of love..."

Isn't that in the Bible somewhere, i.e. Song of Solomon?

I find myself constatly in love with love, and wanting friends, companionship, etc. It only leads me to nowhere, gets me embarrassed and in trouble, etc.

My girlfriends beg to differ. But every now and then I think there's something wrong with me. Something inside won't be satisfied without having someone to share myself with.

But first, what is there that can be shared...?

I'm a work in progress.

Ha! Isn't everyone...