I've come to the realization that romantic involvements cause nothing but trouble, and if I had the will power or the discipline I'd quit them for good. I don't however, so I will continue to find myself unhappy, neurotic, and insecure. What a fun world. I don't know if I expect too much or too little, or if I'm just too much of an optimist where relationships are concerned. I guess nothing's really ever going to be easy, but it feels like I've spent the past several years banging my head up against a wall.

Oh well, here's to being 24. I'm not supposed to have everything figured yet anyway, am I?