Monday, December 10, 2007

touch me once and you'll know its true

Writing at 230am is never a good idea. I always say things I should keep to myself. I can't sleep though and unless I do something to relieve this restlessness I'll be up all night.

How do you know if you are making the right choices? And why are all worthwhile relationships so heart wrenching? There is never any way of knowing how it will all work out in the end, and call me a pessimist but most of the time relationships eventually fall apart. The problem is, Love itself is just not enough. Speaking strictly from experience. So what makes the difference?

Not that anyone actually has these answers. If you do, you should publish a how to not fuck everything up book, it would make millions. I am the queen of either a. picking the wrong guy or b. fucking up a perfectly wonderful relationship with my insecurities and neediness.

I actually don't feel better yet.


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