How I don't want to be in a relationship because a girl who holds admiration for me is something I'm responsible for, and how incredibly fragile that is, equivalent to have to constantly hold (palm up) and balance a rather large but shatter-happy thin glass ball.
Because I'm gonna mess up. That's what I do. And when I do, there goes the admiration, sweetheart.
I'm such a doofus.
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