R.I.P. Eve & Jon Brescia: June 2006 - December 2006
It's funny how people like to push you out of their lives when you need them in yours more than ever.
That's just what happens with guys I fall for, though. I could be phenomenally attractive, rich and famous, intelligent and interesting, and *not* completely introverted, and no guy in the world will want anything to do with me AFTER a matter of months... just as long as I want them to. And it's horribly confounding, because it's actually difficult for me to think of guys I've known who didn't have at least a bit of interest in me at some point. It just never lasts. I've accepted long ago that this will always be my love life, but every time I meet someone like Jon, I pray and pray that I'm wrong. But I never am.
Let's leave this entry public for shits and giggles. Maybe I'll get flamed for being horrible and worthless again.