I have figured out this complex that I have.
I do things to make myself miserable. It is not that I do not want to be happy, it is just that I do not know how to handle myself when the situation arises.
I purposefully make myself miserable.
This is why I try to stay friends with the girls that broke my heart. This is why I watch episodes of the Office or Scrubs that mimic my short comings with females. This is why I listen to that goddamn Fake Problems song over and over and over and over and over again.
This is why I am rooting for the Rockies for this world series. Because I know there is no way that they can possibly win.
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This was one of the first things I noticed about you when I met you for the very first time, what was it, two years ago? I'm glad that you have realized it too.
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