Is it ironic that I do not love my lovers? I know now that again I will not cross that line. I don't even know if I can ask. The fact that I might entertain the idea might crush him so. It's just for fun, but I guess commitment isn't about fooling around. Fuck off. It's 4 am and I'm half out of it. You know what I mean.
I love you, but only to the extent that I love my best-friend. I love my girlfriend, but we've never consomated. I would fuck you (or more likely let you fuck me) but I don't think I know you enough to love you yet. Why in all of this do I still feel so alone. Stupid lost girl.
Okay, time to read.