Maybe I'm...

...cursed.

Hahaha like...

In the context of girls.

I'm constantly looking for my comfort/home in them...

And girls somewhat like me, or just like me enough to go out with me...

And then I just ruin relationships...

Hurt them...

And I'm not trying to be malicious... but I am apparently very insecure-making...

Gir.

It hurts to see and talk to some of you.

So I'm stick here... wanting this, wanting it...

but realizing I'm not suited for it...

That I don't think I should.

And it's ripping me in two...

Gir.

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I think It really just stems from a messed up definition of home/comfort...