I was thinking about the men who loved me and what went wrong. I was too damn dependent upon them, like I was liquor. I always give so much right away that I come on too strong and they don’t have to work for me.
I think guys fall-in-love with easily because I’m (what I think) cute and funny and can converse with anyone and most of all, I am just a big kid. The thing is, they don’t get to know the real me….when they do we have already said “I love you,” which only complicates things.