I sigh…
With the vacant disregard that populates the minds and hours of my generation.
Have you ever noticed how quickly people get over you? I suspect this isn’t a unique trait for me (although with minimal self esteem and a thousand neurotic traits I wouldn’t dismiss the idea entirely). Seriously, how many times has the same person who told you they loved you more than anything turned around and forgot you ever existed? Strange how fickle the heart is. Makes you wonder if you should allow it to make decisions for you especially ones you must live with the rest of your life.