You know, guys are guys, but there are also more DIFFERENT guys in different places of this huge world. In Miami, it's EXTREMELY HARD, if not impossible, to find that needle in the haystack. And FUCK the world; I think I deserve that needle. It wouldn't be fair if I had to settle for less than what I want... what I need. It just wouldn't. Other girls settle for less, or whatever they can get. And they get their hopes up and they get destroyed. I’ve gone this far without having to. I want to avoid it as much as possible. I don't want to settle. I just want to be happy. My friend miko says that I’m a great girl, that he's sure someone loves me, that a lot of people love me. What else could I say except that apparently I'm not great enough for someone. Ok, maybe a lot of people do love me. But not in that way, that's for sure. And even if they do, which I highly doubt, it doesn't matter anyway, because I keep going on thinking that no one does, right? Because I don't know if they do or not. So it doesn't help me, it doesn't do anything for me. Life goes on and I remain unfazed. And besides, I fuck up so much, that I’m sure not that many people love me hah! I mean, just how infallible is love anyway? I’m just scared. I guess that's pretty much what to say to sum it up, yes? Scared. One word can mean so much. I don’t need someone to live. And apparently no one needs me to live either. So that is the way things will stay. I’m not dependent. I don’t need anyone. He says this is like some kind of theory. Oh well. Screw theories. I can't live my life by a theory. Apparently traumatic experiences are the way to go nowadays.