DISCLAIMER: For those expecting this blog entry to talk about love, well, guys, sorry. This post isn't about that. (Or at least, not about that ANYMORE.)
I have a disease. It's a little unusual and it's an indication of something worse--immaturity (but it's arguable).
I have this tendency to get attached to something or someone so easily that by the time I should let go, I actually restrain myself from doing so. I always tell people that I HAVE moved on but in fact, the thought haunts me every night and I am having this weird feeling of pain and discomfort--like there's a pea in my bed and someone's stabbing my chest.
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I have a disease. It's a little unusual and it's an indication of something worse--immaturity (but it's arguable).
I have this tendency to get attached to something or someone so easily that by the time I should let go, I actually restrain myself from doing so. I always tell people that I HAVE moved on but in fact, the thought haunts me every night and I am having this weird feeling of pain and discomfort--like there's a pea in my bed and someone's stabbing my chest.
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