i didn’t know your love was a commodity

I feel sad for people who anxiously wait for their lives to start mirroring romantic comedies. Always worried about having what others seem to have: the perfect boyfriend with movie-star good lucks, the perfect career bringing in the money, the closet of clothes, the glamour, the renown. I wish they could see things are never as they first appear. Nothing ends with just a "happily ever after," but that's not necessarily a bad thing-it just means things are more complex. We should live in harmony with that, instead of creating myths about what life should be. We can't live up to the myths.

Sometimes when I see really, really, staggeringly good looking boys around here, I just want to cry because I know that there are a trillion girls staring at the same boy. Each girl wants him because then she'd feel validated. All the other girls would look at the girl, holding that boy's hand, and think, wow, she's lucky. It is all so silly, so childish--the kind of crap you see in a playground. Relationships are so mercantile. A lot of people are just in relationships so they can see what they can get from them...but eventually the resources run out and they're off to the new person.