I miss writing about things on my old MySpace. I went back and looked at it, viewed all the things there, and realize that the only time i didn’t think like that was when, well, _ ___ ____ ___. Yeah. now i feel the same way again. it took a near year to stop thinking like that, then i didn’t have to because _ ___ ____ ___. Yeah, a whole year of pining and giving it my all, then knowing if i didn’t succeed it’d be okay because i gave it my all. A year is what i told myself, and I spent that year well enough. Then I met _______. She was, still, makes it possible for me to suppress the urge to think about her. I am plagued with thinking of her now, again, and knowing that there is no amount of effort i can put in that would possibly change things. I thought that before though, and it made me stronger. Made my will stronger. But it won’t work now. it didn’t work then even. it did eventually, after the jealousy, but only then. Now, the only cure for me is someone else. And I don’t want someone else like, well like anything I had with her. I can see maybe a better chance with a new person, but it’s just a thought really. I am back where i was 2…3 years ago. They say backtracking is catastrophic. They may be right.