Let me begin by informing you (the reader) that I know most of what I'll say is complete crap. I know but choose to ignore. Once again I blindly lept into an idea that love can and does really exist.
Have I been the character the guys have been describing for years? Did I push away the ones that really cared, run towards the dillholes that only made my life more chaotic than it already is? Did I miss my chance at love? What does love even feel like?