I can't help but notice how strange this is. As I am extremely happy and pleased with the way my life is, it is so depressing. For the first time in my life, I really care about someone. I want to spend all my time with her.. I love being with her and I can honestly say I have never felt this before. I've had my fun with girls and it has really taken a toll on me but sex got boring. I had little flings and once they were through I was back to being the lonely, coy prop that was only a convenience. For the first time I have no need to rush anything and I love it. I may be falling...
The depressing side to this is knowing that I've lived 17 years without it. And that it won't last forever. And that I could be setting myself up for the biggest fall yet. I'm too nice and I know it's way too easy for someone to take advantage of it.
whatev, I'm gonna sit here and listen to every Goo Goo Dolls hit.