I must have a sign on my forehead that says "Please. Break my heart.'
How is it that I involve myself with guys who have poor self image?
They play thier insecurities off on me and I'm left to clean up the wreckage once they are gone.
I'm satrting to believe I am not capable of being loved truly.
I can love that way.
I always love that way, even when I don't mean to.
And that's what's wrong with me.
gujsel:
no my sweety are wrong the guys that break your heart a big hug ....for you and 
huck:
but you never know what's round the corner