Why am I always stressing myself out? It’s like I find pleasure from all my pain! If end determines all like Machiavelli said, then this too shall pass. But if I say no now & save myself the stress… Will I regret it later?
I’ll only regret it later if it does not pan out the way I want it to. If I stress so much I fail and if I’m not happy through it all.
It’s been a long day, but I still have some meetings later. All I want to do is do some mindless shit.
“If I could have any super power it would be to love that desperate ass person who would be my bitch throughout this life. But, alas, I’m only human. Fine as hell, but a human all the same. And I like the struggle. You can’t force these things. You can’t love someone for reasons. You can only love them for feelings. And our feelings always seem to just do whatever they want, go where they want to go, spike when we want to hide them, hide when we want to show them. Give up now, you are at their mercy.”— twitter.com/efosta explaining why I will never like nice guys.