Are we all more or less Carrie Bradshaw?

While we shout directions at Carrie and get frustrated when she keeps going back to Big. I realize that maybe it's karma, maybe it's fate, or maybe simply we just can't move on because we KNOW there's so much more that 'we' can be.

What if we, all girls, have a Carrie living within ourselves and we all have our Mr. Big?

It seems like it's the only plausible explanation for nice girls who always go back to guys that are jerks (in disguise),

Either that....or we're just masochistic.

I am G(ood) F(or) N(othing).

:(

Is it better to be with someone you love without being loved back or be with someone who loves you but you don't?

I am no longer sure..

With S, I was devastated because of the first.

Now......

Shit.

How did I get here?????

Because I'm shallow.

I love B. He makes me happy but so does C and most importantly he loves me; it's certain.

But cute enough isn't good enough!

I can't decide until we meet..:( I'm sorry.

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What if S was right?

What if I am in love with love?