Oh, and whats the deal with me and relationships? I think i figured it out. I don't wanna make sacrifices, i don't wanna lose out on fun. But then, sometimes, when the mood is right, i want to be with a guy and know him that way. But then it hit's me that it would mean i couldn't go home with someone else. Is that fucked up? Sometimes i think i just haven't met the right guy. other times i think i have, several times, and just rejected the idea. But who knows? Sigh, i am happy were i am, but i think i suffer from the desire to know if i would be happier elsewhere.
- posted by G @ 2:11 PM