It feels good.

It feels like we are doing all these things that I had once imagined doing with Mister, but just that I don't feel sad about the fact that it's not Mister but someone else. I guess I am now in the phase that I just don't love any of them. I purely just follow the flow, and let it lead me to wherever, even if it's a dangerous.

But I don't care, I really don't care anymore.

Love was never fair. It doesn't matter who are you, how good you are or how monstrous you behave. There is no guarantee for anything.

 At the same time, I guess I just don't believe me and Doctor would last. He seems unreal to me.

Call me a selfish bitch, whatever.