sometimes i really hate myself for reading fanfics, especially the fluffy ones. they just make me feel really hopeful that one day i will fall in love and my life will be based all around that person. like don't get me wrong, it does sound lovely and inviting, but i seriously don't want to get my hopes up for something that may not happen. i dont know what love is, or what it's like to be infatuated with someone. what if when i do start dating, i'll believe that person is my soulmate, when i literally have nothing to base that on? or maybe it is true love and i keep reassuring myself that its not. ugh. out of all things, this is what keeps me awake at night.
my non-existent love life.
-p.r
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impossible year; rants
Randoma beachfront of bad blood, and a coast that's unclear.
