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Last night was confusing. I guess when love is dangled in front of you like a toy, and finally you grab a hold of it, you find that the person dangling it can easily tug it away. One minute he is yours, the next minute he decides he doesn't want to be anymore. Why does it always have to be like that. I have decided that if he wants to continue this game I can't even handle seeing him anymore. If I knew he was with someone else though, I know I would fall pieces. Of course at this point in time another thing I have decided to do is not to like anymore nice guys, in fact not like anyone at all (in a more-than-friend way), because I can't handle all the lies,games, and heartache. Everyone else can deal with it, I choose not to put myself in that kind of torment any longer. What's the point. They are all the same.