I remember when I used to love being alone.
I don't know when it changed.
These days I climb the walls if I'm alone more than an hour or two.
I don't want to be the person I was then, but the middle ground would be nice.
Also, I've figured out a couple of things about myself. They may not be very nice, but they are true.
I have such an addictive personality. I get hooked on ideas, people, music, food.
And then I get bored.
I don't want to get bored, but I do.
When it comes to people, I guess this makes me somewhat of a slut.( not a bad thing in my mind.)
I very rarely set out to hurt someone, (yes RARELY. I'm human, just like everyone else.)
And yet I've ended up breaking the hearts of people I love deeply, solely based on the fact that I cant stick to one person. Never have, never will.
I remember everyone that leaves. And even when they end up despising me, I keep the love that was.
Some slut, huh?
