I've come to a realization, I like girls. They may not always like me, but damned if I can't help liking them.

Sure I've been hurt, but who hasn't?

Nonetheless I still hold out that minor hope that the next one will be different. Maybe she won't have a problem with me having female friends, maybe she won't decide to "secretly" [and by secretly I mean it was obivious] still be in love with her ex, maybe she won't be an angry, angry girl pissed at everyone, and maybe she won't lie and say she's not screwing around when she is.

Maybe.

But I won't know until I go out and give it a whirl.

It's a terrible road we're led down. 9 times out of 10 we're damned if we do, and then we're damned if we don't because then we're "alone".

I hope in the end that when that 1 time happens it truely does make up for all those other times, or I'm going to be supremly pissed.

p3

Recent entries:
2005-10-02 - still gone
2005-02-03 - We've moved!
2005-01-30 - I'll take a #3 please
2005-01-26 - The Matrix Has You
2005-01-26 - Lowered standards.