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I don't think we ever competely know anyone -- not even ourselves.
I think I know my ex-old lady better than I know myself, though, if only because she's quite predictable. Still, she had some pretty fucking shocking revelations for me over the years. I find comfort in knowing that it's pretty much impossible for her to ever grow close enough to another human being to reveal that side of her (considering we'd known each other and been madly in love for 6 or 7 years before all the weird little truths came out -- or had to be forced out, really). I mean, that's kinda awesome. On the other hand, it bothers me that she doesn't recognize that... she thinks everyone out there is just like me or something, she thinks she can just go and get with someone else and they'll take care of her like I have/do. She's just so immature, she's 22 but she acts like she just turned 14. At this rate, maybe we'll be able to get back together when she's 30.
I went out with that other girl last week and it just didn't do anything for me. Beautiful feet aside, I just.. it just.. um.. yeah. IT JUST WASN'T THE SAME. I broke it off with her before that got too far. Obviously, nothing will be the same. I'd rather have the same.. or just be alone right now. Fuck it.
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