stopping yourself from falling for someone or already falling for them and finding yourself in a hole you can’t dig yourself out of.
this is why i hate liking guys. they say shit you want to hear because they don’t want to hurt you, but then end up hurting you. or on the other hand they tell you the truth right up front and you don’t want to give up on them because somewhere deep down you believe it will work out.
why does it have to be this complicated
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A part of me likes feeling sad. I feel like I dwell on the heartbreak. I’m some sort of masochist of love. I’m fucked up in so many ways.
i’m clearly not the type of person who deals with multiple boy issues at the same time.
i don’t know what to do, and i feel like i’m going to have to make a decision soon.
choose the guy who is going back home this summer who i kinda like and enjoy his company, or choose the guy who will be with me (mostly) all summer who i really like.
i know choose the second guy, sounds like a great situation. but i see things with him with him lasting a long time and he doesn’t have that time. he is graduating in a year and then leaving for marine training 3,000 miles away. i will fall in love with him. and i can barely go a week without seeing him, let alone 4 years. it’s like a recipe for disaster.
fuck. my. life.