on thin ice
Now I remember what I actually wanted to write. Blame the rum, my mind is a cloud tonight.
It's ironic how just around the time my love life starts to be in a relatively good place, all my close friends are going through absolute shit with their significant others/love interests. It's frustrating because I want better things for them, want to mangle the people who are twisting their hearts. And it also makes me feel ridiculously guilty for feeling happy about liking someone, like I can't talk about it because I know how it feels to have someone tell you how happy they are with their love life when you're absolutely miserable about yours. For the most part you just don't want to hear it.
Sometimes I just wish our lives could be perfect all at the same time; that we could all be happy in the same moment, instead of there always being that one dark cloud. I wish we didn't have to pass around the storms; that we'd all just get prolonged periods of sun for once.
Why can't you pull love from thin air?