The single one thought, that never fails to deter me from humans and knowing someone, is that exactly. Knowing and humans, put together, seems to prove a lethal and poisonous combination.
Maybe one needs some sort of exception?
Haa, no. Yuck. Girl.

"Tell me something that no one knows about you. Something that you've never told anyone."

When left alone, what do you do with all these unknown facts? Simply let them exit the mind.. burn like ash and left for the dust to disappear into non existence? A build up of facts, purely facts and not fiction.
Withholding such pessimistic thoughts about everything or anything that encompasses connection is the only way that I'll be able to .. possibly never enjoy corny romantic 90's teenage movies ever again.

(I make no sense and neither do crushes/ boys)