But that said...
I wish there was more certainty with something totally unrelated to my date tonight. I don't know. It's not really something I can discuss with anyone because it doesn't seem like anyone can help me make sense of it.
Blah.
This needs to be less confusing.
I really wish that I cared less.
I'll be the first to say that now I'm okay.
And for the first time, I've opened up my eyes.
This was my worst love; you'll be the first to go.
And when she leaves you for dead, you'll be the last to know.
