Hi everyone) I just wanted to mention the regular end of my usual relationships. It was.. as always.

This time I don't really care. It is fine. I like it that way.

I think I am kind of beginning to understand why people leave each other. Apart from transparent reasons like: she doesn't cook, he cheated, she is not the one, I am a crazy one, he/she lied, he is fed up with her, she is fed up with him. I think the reason is that we all want to feel smth. Smth deep and unknown, smth hurting (because we all are masochists, don't even try to change my mind about that one) but beautiful, this unbelievably strong need for someone. There are no strong feelings without hurt, so the agreement is for two sides: the hurt one and the happy one. My "fantastic" second experience prooves the point. I was happy during but I was so fucking hurt in the end. The 1st and the 3rd experience left me with nothing but a light prick to my self-appraisal.

So I'm on a hunt for the next one. You know, we all are masochists..