my disgust with relationships and affection effectively ended today. over three point five months, nice job.
i'm trying to refuse to be obsessed. there is no person of attention at the moment, thank god.
three things contributed to it. finding myself staring, watching and having to look away, and hearing and worrying. i don't want to go into detail. i'd embarrass myself.
fuck it. i'm really tired.
it'd be nice to find a good girl one of these days. the click elsewhere amazes me. i want that.