12:36am.
I am in the most stable relationship I have ever been in before. It's very eerie, it's almost frightening, and I'm afraid I'll get bored really soon. I don't know what to really say about it, except that I'm not feeling anything too extreme.
Is this good? Is that bad? Bad. Good. Good. Bad.
Sometimes I think I have it all figured out. I then realize
I was wrong.
I can't stop falling in love with
faces I've never seen. I can't stop falling out of love with faces I've already seen.
I can't stop pretending I am in love simply so that I can
break my heart.
I'm just another girl.
A little lost.