I hate being deluded.
But yet, I always seem to get myself into that situation where I allowe myself to be.
And everything I have a delusion about eventually falls apart.
I think I might give up.
All I really wanted was for the casual relationship I was in to go somewhere, but noooo. Of course it won't. That's me for you.
At least I had Lucy around when I found out I was going no where, otherwise my break down could have been messy. Instead, I cried. I couldn't help it.
Man, why is it so painful, if it was only a casual thing?