I've had two long term relationships, lots of silly little ones but two that were long and good, both with girls. Well, they were good for me, less so for them. I'm a great partner to have, like, I'm super understanding and romantic and giving in every way, but growing up I've been dealing with things and I've been so self destructive. That was always the problem. They would constantly have to worry about me and for good reason. I really was nuts! No matter how much someone loved me I just couldn't love myself; recently the root of all this has come clear to me but at the time I was just lost. Looking back, both relationships ended for the same reason; they were just tired. Like, I ended both the relationships, but I ended them because I could see - I was wearing them down into the ground. I knew they deserved to be with someone without all my issues, someone able to make them happy all the time and generally be better than I was. They both seem to have found that now! So I know what I did was right. I'm happy.

But yeah, I'm really immature, and both the girls weren't actually so immature when we got together, but I brought them around to my way of thinking! I like to make people jump, I spend a lot of time planning out really complicated ways to scare people. I remember something I used to do with the first girl, we used to get inside the bedsheet with a torch and I'd read out loud to her. It's really weird because I always associate losing my virginity with Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets - we both lost it to each other and afterwards we were kind of too excited to sleep so we stayed up and watched that.

I'm not so sure I'll ever be in another relationship, there's a part of me that really doesn't see it happening, but, I'm open to the possibility it could someday. I'm cool with it for now, the next few years are gonna be hard anyway and I have a lot of things to focus on rather than dating. It's lonely but that's just the way it is sometimes!

'Cause I'm easy come! Easy go!