there's a certain security to always being second choice. really, there is. I guess my current state of inebriated idiocy dictates that which makes no sense in the logical world of daylight. but I still have to say it (or rather type it at 4am): being somebody's second choice just means that they were scared shitless of your independence, your free spirit and your life.
people want subservience, adulation and security.
they fall in love with you for your ability to run with the wind...but choose someone else when they realize that they cannot tame you.
that's all there is to it. don't feel bad that you haven't been tied down yet. know that someone will come along - someone who will be worthy to run alongside you, and not in front of or behind you.
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