Have you ever wanted someone that you know
would end up hurting you? Or maybe something that you knew
wasn't good for you, but you argued to everyone that it
wasn't that bad? And even if something good came along,
you'd still pick the bad thing over it?
Sure. Why?
Because thats how it is with you for me. I
want you, but I know that you'll hurt me. I know you're
not good for me, but I argue with my friends all the time that
you aren't that bad. And someone "good" came along,
but I still pick you. I did pick you.