“You’re too emotionally attached.” -- what the fuck do you expect me to be?
“I don’t like it when you ask. I want to be the one that asks you.” -- you have to be fucking kidding me.
“I really, really like her.” -- then what the fuck are you doing with me?
“I liked it more when we were just friends” -- then why the fuck did you join this mutual emotional agreement?
After a whirlwind of disastrous affairs with one boy after another, I’m taking a hiatus from looking for love. I’ll admit that I’m partly at fault with the consecutive catastrophes I’ve experienced but I could never get it right. Maybe I was too comfortable choosing whomever to get with just because I felt there was a slight chance of making that wrong person the right one. No matter how hard I try to keep myself from feeling anything, it just so happens that I’m unconsciously looking for it, wanting it. And I get almost everything and anything I want. Except that when it's there and I have it, everything goes downhill.