I don't know why I still keep all of my darling idiots in my life.
Maybe because they are a constant reminder of what I had to learn.
Maybe it's just a healing process, that I apply to myself every time something like that happen.
Point is my facebook is full of them.
My darlings idiots.
Don't get me wrong I still feel some kind of affection towards them.
Because in the end I was the one breaking up with them.
They weren't mine to keep.
I wasn't theirs to be.
Point blank I wanna have just one idiot in my list.
Just one darling idiot.