I don't know what I want. In terms of a relationship, I mean. Happily ever after doesn't really exist does it? If it does, you're a liar. The romantic movies and fairy tales we've watched growing up never seemed to suck me in as it did my friends--who cried buckets and buckets of water because everyone somehow found their way back to each other. I guess I am the only one who thinks of the sequel that never happened--where these previously happy couples are constantly fighting and wondering if they rushed into things. Breaking up and getting back with each other. I mean, what a waste of tears and time. My life seemed to always to skip the romantic parts. Even with that been said, I never fully gave up on happily ever after, until about six years ago... And I blame him.