guilty secret - or is it guilty pleasure?
either way i will admit that i pull meaning out of bad tv and relate it to my life. i can watch a sitcom no matter how bad or good and somehow relate my personal life to the theme or message or drama shown. if i allow myself i can cry, grow and sometimes even make large life decisions.
tonight, no such decisions were made. rather, i just watched and realized the bittersweet fear that i harbor. you know the reason why i shoved aside the advances and encouraged and continued the game of cat and mouse, is because i worry that the beginning of him and i would lead to its end. i would rather hold on to what i have rather than risk losing the little bit of love that i toy with each week (twice a week if im lucky).
somehow - that idea wont stop haunting me tonight.
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that sucks. find a good one and just chill.
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