Does love really exist? Or are we just addicted to the games?
Is it really a thing? Or do we just simply fall into lust with all the wrong guys? Do we mistake lust for love?
Is it that we only get that "firework feeling," with the guy that "ghosts". The only time we truly get that butterfly feeling, is when the guy eventually disappears. Why is that? Could it really be love, or are we just addicted to the games?
I have come to conclusion that this is why many girls, myself included, fall for all the wrong guys.