Then I guess we're done, lets not drag this on. Consider me gone.

Sometimes I wonder if love is really worth it

Looking back, a lot of my time spent “in love” wasn’t that happy.

A lot of it was spent crying, sad, mad, or just irritated.

If love only brings pain, why do we pursue it?

For just the three or four seconds of happiness?

And how can people so bluntly say that they love another and then change their mind in a day or two?

I don’t understand.

If the love was truly as deep as you claimed, then it should’ve lasted. It shouldn’t just change overnight.

Jesus, look at me, I’m feeling rant-y today.