tenlittlebullets | (no subject)

So. The Amazing Robot-Boy has fucked things up again by... not caring. Or not caring in the right way. Or something. I don't know. Sometimes I really wish I could bring myself to care about people outside of my immediate family, but... gah. Fuck. I should know better, I should really fucking know better by now than to get involved with people I don't love on the off-chance that it might work out into something more. Because if there's nothing there to begin with, it's not going to grow into anything big, and all I ever end up doing is hurting people. And god dammit, I don't want to hurt people.

It's so telling that all--well, both, if you don't count the ninth-grade stalker--the girls I've dated have been self-described as overly emotional. Probably because they're the only ones who can form attachments strong enough to stick with a soulless creep like me.