so it’s becoming more and more clear that love isn’t real. we all go into things with nothing but hope. when we come out of it we are just more damaged and left with only the fragments of ourselves. i spent the first 3 hours of the new years crying over someone that prob hasn’t thought of me once in the past two months. i’m not going to kid myself, i’m just going to accept the truth. i will not give myself to anyone ever again. i’m okay with being alone, it’s the safest bet. angst angst angst.