Tell me why all relationships must have hardships. But none like mine. I can't be in a normal, adequate relationship. I'm dating a fucking delinquent. Unfortunately, I love this delinquent, but I'm hurting myself and wasting my time. I can't bring myself to tell him no, but I know it's the right thing to do. Has that ever happened to you? You know what the right decision is, but you can't spit it out of your mouth, because you just happen to be a chicken. Quite lovely, isn't it? I ask myself why I waste my time with delinquents like these when I'm so young and can enjoy life, but I can't come to a conclusion. I want to be independent of these ties with people. I think I might go insane if I don't. And how mischievous of me to have lost that one good thing due to my deficient decision-making skills. I want to be able to live life and enjoy it, not have to stay hung up on worrying about assholes. I want to be able to forget about things I want to forget and remember the good times, but it seems to be the other way around. I began to think that I was really close to discovering my true identity, as in what I really want in life, but of course my poor decisions interfere with that analysis.
Hot bubble bath, mani & pedi, candles, trail mix, and ebook. Sounds relaxing right about now. Maybe get my mind off of a few things.
Oh, and I hate my boyfriend.
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