my life is an endless cycle that traps me in a prison.
i do fine for awhile, i fall for someone, the emotional pressure slowly builds up, it all comes forth and i confess and say stupid shit, then they inevitably reject me, this is followed by a long span of feeling depressed and hating myself, i swear off falling for someone ever again, and after awhile i start breezing through life, and repeat.
how is this a prison? well i can't escape, me swearing off relationships is my desperate attempt to try and wriggle out of this cycle, but i can't, i just can't, i long for someone i can share my life with, it's hard-coded into who i am, i just can't break the cycle without the crippling loneliness setting in.
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The Diary of an obsessive idiot(diary 4)
Non-Fictionmy diary, read it or don't i really don't care
