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princess lara * girl
11.3.05

Who do you fancy?
How difficult is it for me to at least just fancy the right bachelors? You know, this is probably the one area of my life that's a complete disaster!!!

I can't figure out why I fall for the wrong ones. I've always had the tendency to fall for the ones who can never be mine (whether they're already committed or will just never be interested in me)... and the ones that fancy me are generally pretty revolting. Hahaha! kainis diba?!

And I fancied a lot of men in years and I'd like to believe that they fancied me too ... but most of them are just plain Mr. Wrong! I suppose you can't really help who you fancy, right? Somehow, when someone gives you that tingly feeling in the pit of your stomach, you stop thinking about the rights and wrongs, the shoulds and should nots, and you just go with it...