— the undiscovered first, feist.

and that’s number three, three for the year. three people who have said to me: oh, i love you so much, so much it hurts me, but you don’t love me. and the hurting hurts, and i thought you’d love me back, but you don’t so i’m walking away from you.

i don’t mean for this to happen. but a problem that keeps happening over and over means you’re asking for it in some way. and i love my friends, but i won’t love you more than as much as i can, and that’s not the what you want from me. so why does everyone keep asking for more than you know i can give? and why am i letting you in? just so you can want more, and then leave?

whine whine whine whatever.