love is such a strong topic.
it's one of those things that could be considered toxic but yet also something that most individuals dream of.
i know i expecially have.
i've always wanted that *dream* guy. the one who'd sweep me off my toes and take me to a better place in life.
over the years i've slowly realized that i most likely won't get that dream.
hell, i haven't had one stable guy in my life.
sometimes i wonder, why do i even try in the matter of love?
why am i giving myself false hope?
why.
