I'm pretty sure I'm setting myself up
I'm pretty sure I'm setting myself up to fail, and how I can never get over the whole "spur of the moment" issues. It will ruin me eventually, but for some reason I never can grasp caring. I only have one life to live, and even though I'm s******* it up pretty badly, I also am enjoying it. In the end I know I'll be my own enemy, but for now, I really don't care.
Oh, and I used to think falling in love was going to be the best thing ever, but now I realize why some people are scared to fall in love.
I jumped in too fast, and I'm scared as h***. But what worries me the most if that I won't be able to keep it for that long. I know the good that has come from it, but I know that I'm going to mess it up. Probably purposefully, too. And I'm not even sure why I throw good opportunities like that away.
Oh well. Whatever happens, happens.