Fault finder

I just realised I'm turning into a fault-finder.

Incident #1.

"I decided not to like German guy anymore."

"Why?"

"Cause I realised that Germans killed six million Jewish during the war. That's a lot of people."

"But it's not his fault, Nikki. He didn't do it."

"Doesn't matter. I decided I'm not going to like him anymore."

"You're being stupid."

Incident #2.

"You know what my Titania book told me when I asked when I'll have another love relationship? It said that I won't find it hard to attract interest but I should value myself more and be relaxed when things warm up."

"Maybe you'll turn out to be like me when I was running away from possible relationsips." - Dimples.

Maybe I'm turning into a commitmentphobe.

I don't want to be a fault-finder. But I seem to cannot help myself. I would look at a guy and automatically look at something off about him rather than something good and hot.

What happened to me?

It played twice tonight

My song for him.

I picked it during the time when Dimples had songs to conclude her relationships with her guys and I realised I had none. It still brings a little something everytime I hear it.

Special two

Missy Higgins

I've hardly been outside my room in days
Coz I don't feel that I deserve the sunshines rays
The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away
It was then I realised the conscience never fades
When you're young you have this image of your life
That you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife
And you make boundaries you'd never dream to cross
And if you happen to you'll wake completely lost

But I will fight for you
Be sure that I will fight
Until we're the special two once again...

And we will only need each other
We'll bleed together
Our hands will not be taught to hold anothers
Coz we're the special two

And we could only see each other
We'll bleed together
These arms will not be taught to need anothers
Coz we're the special two

I remember someone old once said to me
That lies will lock you up with truth the only key
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell
And couldn't see this place would soon become my hell
So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place
I know im not deserving of your trust from you right now
Oh but if by chance you change your mind
You know I will not let you down
Coz we were the special two
And we'll be again

And we will only need each other
We'll breathe together
Our hands will not be taught to hold anothers
When we're the special two

I'll step ouside my minds eyes for a minute
And I'll look over me like a doctor looking for disease
For somethin that could ease the pain
But nothin cures the hurt you, you bring on by yourself
Just remembering, just remembering how we were

Isn't it sweet? I like a little drama in my life.