Well now I know that there's a first time for everything. I will never forget last night, it was good for my body, but bad for my soul. I feel like shit today and I can't help it, I've always bragged about not getting caught up with any girl. I am now and it doesn't feel too good when it's not going to work and I can't seem to come to terms with that. I don't ever think I'll find another girl so perfect for me, Karma is the biggest bitch and now I can truly believe in it. I can't wait to be myself again and not worry, I've gained some experience on what love can feel like and it's awful, I fucking hate it with every ounce of life I have in my body.