July 7, 2012
Love blinds. I can look back now at a past relationship and realize how stupid I was, how eager to believe the best when what my blinded eyes couldn't see was that he was just feeding me a plate of bullshit. How easy it is now to see how dumb I was being, how much I wanted what he was saying to be true, how I couldn't fathom that he wasn't telling the truth and that the absurdity he fed me seemed perfectly logical and sincere. If I saw him again, would I throw it all back in his face?