I can’t think why I have a hard time with my life and women. I know that makes me sound bad but I just seem to find the wrong ones, or better yet.. I seem to find the right ones at the wrong time. There is nothing like having relationships that fail because life says “NO YOU CAN’T HAVE THIS”. Is it because I’m a comical relief for the man upstairs? I mean I feel like someone’s court jester in all this madness.