I attract vulnerable, hurt people. And I’m a Christian–I believe firmly that I should love my neighbor. So it turns out that I’m the first person to be nice to these people. Sometimes they fall for me.
I’m enough of a whore–a lonely whore–to be attracted to pretty much any guy who wants me.
So in most of my relationships, he’ll be there because he loves me and I’ll be there because he loves me.
I hate myself for it.
But I’m willing to fool myself into thinking that I really do love these people, even when I know I don’t.
I should probably be killed.