IF THIS IS WHAT PEOPLE CALL "CURHAT", THEN IT IS.
It's 3:30 in the morning and I'm pretty sure I am allowed to have some random even delusional thoughts at this very moment. Whatever comes out by the time I click "publish" button, well, pardon it will you? Its even fine with me if in the middle of this piece you'd be like "what the heck? I better check my friendster rather than reading this junk". Your call peeps. I don't care what you think anyway. I'm just sort of having a little confusion about a few things. About how mutual feeling becomes such a big deal for me. I suck at analogy, so I'm just gonna mumble a bit and try to portray the situation. There's a girl, there's a guy. The guy loves the girl, the girl doesn't. "Not anymore" maybe can replace the "doesn't" part. It's a whole 1000 miles long story. You wouldn't want to hear the details. The problem is, why would this thing happen? The cycle is so not pretty by all means. People ar