n'est pas

I feel like an idiot. I'm sorry- I didn't know.
It seems as though every time I allow myself to become the least bit attatched to someone I end up dissappointed. And people wonder why I rarely date.
I am sad right now, but it's less an isolated incident sad then it is an on-top-of-everything-else sad. What to do, what to do...
Oh right, deaden more nerve endings. Sounds like a plan.