I think I've finally had enough experiences with human beings acting in their own selfish interests to write a book about failures of expectations and the asymmetry of emotions. I don't even know where to begin, but I do know I should probably be more jaded to do it correctly.

On a slightly related note, I think you can believe in anything you want. I choose to believe that love can happen even if it has failed more times than I can count. I choose to believe that when some people tell you they love you, they really mean it. I believe that the people who know who you really are will remind you when you forget.

At the same time, I think that some people don't have the maturity or capacity for an adult relationship. It's hard to pick them out because they seem okay at first. Whatever. Fool me once, right?