I know I’m fucking up and setting myself up for even more heartbreak. But. I don’t know. It was nice last night I guess. This is weird and I hate feelings. And I hate being confused on how people are.
I read someone’s palm last night for the very first time and it was very interesting what I uncovered and how much truth was actually behind what I was interpreting. It was so cool, but I still take it with only a grain of salt.
What am I getting myself into?