I'm home, and the stars are out.

Why do people fall in love with me? I honestly don't understand. I swear. I'm objective and rude. I make snap judgements. I lie. I burp. I gossip. I talk behind people's backs. I sleep too much and don't work hard enough. I'm spoiled. I don't appreciate what I have. I take life for granted. I take my friends for granted. I walk all over people who care about me. I don't pay attention. I'm a pessimist. I welcome angst. I enjoy dark humor. I don't cry often enough to be healthy. I might think I'm better than you. I might be jealous of you. I might pretend like I don't care. I might just get mean. I don't always think honesty is the best policy. I cheat. I don't always think the whole truth is the best truth. I don't always know what to do with myself. I don't always know what to do with you. I won't let you know. I don't want to be weak. I don't want to be vulnerable. I don't want you to love me. I don't want to love you. I don't want to need you in my life. I don't want you to see me cry. I don't want to make you cry. I don't want you to make me cry. I know it's unavoidable. I talk about myself too much. I think everything I have to say is important. I may think I'm more important than you. I am probably wrong. I blow people off. I make promises I don't always keep. I make promises I can't keep. I make promises I don't want to keep. I make promises I shouldn't keep. I drink too much. I have sex too much. I love too little. I want people to pay attention to me. I want people to choose me. I don't want people to love me. I know love will hurt me. I know love will hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to be hurt. I don't always understand. I don't always want to.

The stars are out, and they're beautiful.