I start fights.

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Well, I fell in love again saturday night for the 57th time now. I know it's not going anywhere because he doesn't have my number and I don't have his. It was just a nice night and he was really nice to me. We had great conversation and he was really cute. I spent most of the night on his lap rubbing his neck and holding his hand while he rubbed my back. Neither of us were drunk enough to affect our judgment either. I could get his number from danny but I don't plan to. If we meet again, then that will be the sign, but if we don't, then the whole thing will be a nice, positive memory without ever falling out of love. The funniest part is that we never even kissed but I feel closer to him because we held hands and I think that act is so annoyingly intimate it even creeps me out, just like how when he held my side and tried to pull me closer I shook[almost like the chills]and stayed where I was.
I often wonder if I'll ever be ready to commit. To anyone, anything.
*And, he thought that The Ramones were annoyingly commercial and just pop!