I've made a mess of myself again, somehow I always figure out how to do it. we could say is my hobby.. What a sad hobby!
The truth is that I've done what I knew I shouldn't have. See, for me sex and love go together... and doing it without love for the first time has been TOO weird, Don't get me wrong, it was AWSOME, but then again, I do not love him. Yet, I find myself thinking about him way too much..and I hate that!!
After all I've tried to become independant, to be me for me... The only thing occupying my mind was I, and that was just wonderful...
Boys.. always anoying and messing things up...
Love to hate them, Hate to love them