that boy is a monster; he ate my heart.

[lifeafter18]

 i know how i use to go on and on about how great love is and how it feels to be in love and yada yada, but you know what, screw that! maybe it's not that great a deal afterall. each time we put ourselves out there we end up getting bruised and battered, so we stand up again and go through the same sequence all over again. what's the point in it? i never use to understand why some people refuse to get into relationships but rather choose to indulge in no-strings-attaches, i guess now i do. it hurts too much to care, to fall in love that they choose to give it all up. call it a self-defense mechanism or whatever, it's just plain psychotic and sadistic to want to put ourselves through that intensity of pain each time.

i want to still believe in fairy tales, in happy endings, but right now, i cant. i want to believe in love all over again but right now i dont see any reason to. i want to share my life with someone, but right now there isnt one.