is there something royally wrong when one finds it hard to say - hello, how are you?
i guess this is the point where i ought to make my choice.
to be a loner in full bliss or an incomplete little miss socialite.
(via writeoneleaf)
And he got the taste of his own medicine.
He never meant to fall and never meant to care. Last time he checked, it wasn’t what he had signed up for; getting played arounf that is. All he was in for was a fling to kill time. No, he never wanted to get down on a serious relationship. He just wanted to know what it felt like to be with someone. And he did. But it was short lived.
It ended when he found out it was a joke, a bait he eagerly took.
And he was caught in the mousetrap he had set nights before.
