I'm done being flustered.
I'm done falling for sweet talkers.
I'm done with being desperate. (yes, that's the word.)
I'm done being naive. (or uh, TRYING not to be)

There's already a pattern and i just keep following it.

I woke up this morning, thinking about..that and i seriously wished that i could just pull my feelings out of my brain, stab it with a sharp stick, then burn it.

*sigh* IF only physically possible.

This is the major problem of being female: OVER dramatic emotions.
It's like, in actuality I'm just alright (not on the verge of tears) but because "we" over think everything mentally possible it's hard to avoid being negative.

I even admit I'm turning something so very minuscule into something unnecessarily large.
AND of course because there is a whole blog entry about "IT", it's only getting larger by the second.

PSH, Man.
I have issues.

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Basically ^