Nah.
That's what I say to the pursuits of life and love. Not anymore. I'm sick of feeling so shitty about it. I used to think I'd have to find the answer, but now I just feel like saying "Screw it". I'm not gonna bother with this shit anymore, if it's supposed to be mine then let it come to me. Searching for it is only going to keep me obsessed with it and that's not going to take me anywhere good. Aside from that little detail my life is fine the way it is, so I don't see why I should go fucking everything up over some stupid emotion. Ugh.