confessions of an emo-fuckshit

as i sluggily dragged myself out of bed today, i suddenly came to terms with the reason why majority of my relationships is a failure.

it was kind silly.. i was blaming all the people in this shitty world for all of the misfortunes coming my way when the problem, in the first place, was in me!

each time someone gives me exclusive attention, i easily get overwhelmed. and when that someone talk of love, i rush things between the two of us and "think" that i love him back. this brings me to realize that all this time, i have been engaging myself with the same cycle of boyfriending men. boyfriending minus the love, that is.

i have intimacy issues. i hurt all the time beacuse i’m profoundly addicted to the thought of love. i was verbalizing "i love you"s consciously not knowing i was faking them.

i have been deceiving myself all along.. and my own fickle-natured heart was to be blamed for all the nonsensical tears that i’ve cried.

i NEVER really loved.. and i’m just dumb to admit that i have mistaken infatuation with love.

*BLOG.my.I.LOVE.YOUs.don’t. mean.a.damn.thing..Xp