If I haven’t already said so: I’m changing my mind about love. Yes, it does exist but may be not for everyone in the most beautiful way. Or may be it’s just all bull shit; a chemical in our brains that occasionally collides with our reality just to drive us insane so we behave like ridiculous lunatics. And it hits me the hardest, unfortunately. I occasionally get excess of that wicked chemical so makes me do just about anything for love. It’s like the ultimate unwanted drug that trips you the wrong kind of way. Because it never works the right way for me. It’s always pathetically wrong and inconvenient. Sad, miserable and heart breaking.

Yeah, I think I want to drop that addiction and stay away for a while…just because in spite of being what you would consider an above average intelligent brain, on that specific love drug, I become a pathetic moron. And its long lasting affects are just astonishing!!!

So, if you’d rather not see me suffer and you have the wrong intentions, please stay the fuck away!!! And leave me the fuck alone!!!