At the end of the day

Shoes, clothes, make-up, chocolate, family and friends don’t break my heart.
Boys, their ambiguity, and contradictions do.

Love is a tricky game. And while I’m all that strong and confident on the outside, I’m not out for these games.

That’s why I think love is a privilege, not a right.
It’s not the game I’m suppose to play.

I break those hearts I’m not suppose to,
and I fall for those I shouldn’t fall for.

Seriously…
What’s in store man?

I think i shall go watch Gossip Girl and have some fun first.