I feel like I'm never going to settle down.
I think I can't. I feel like even if I found the right one, I'll just break it. I'll just wait until all their negative qualities cover every positive ones. I'll break them, hurt them, kill the compassion in them. I feel like that's all I do. Break people.
I'm not afraid of not finding the one. I'm afraid of finding the one. I'm afraid to push them away, to keep myself awake with all the thoughts that they aren't meant for me. I feel like I won't stay long enough to find out if it's worth it.
I feel like my selfishness would take it all away. My irrational thinking, my impulsive decisions, my undeniable expectations. They will break everything that hasn't even started yet.
Because that's what I'm good at.
Breaking people.
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