One day...

My mum bought this for me a while ago. I always think of my parents when I look at it.

Maybe one day someone will love me in the other sense, instead of just stringing me along.

Sometimes I wish it was more like the old days, where there was wooing and whatever else, and it didn't matter so much if you didn't fall in love - you got with someone and you lived with it, and love didn't matter so much. Now that there's so much freedom so many people abuse it.

So maybe I take that back, and I'll just wish that fewer people made other people feel like shit by lying and messing around and causing hurt.