Cue the Doogie Howser music
This is just a thought that seem to be reoccurring in my head:- Are we sometimes attracted to those that we know we will never actually have a 'relationship' with because inadvertently we have a fear of commitment? I mean, why would someone decide: oh, that boy is cute, I shall be attracted to him.? Umm, does such person know that the 'pursuer' even exists? Is the attraction a stepping stone for something more, or merely a distraction for the obstacles of everyday stressors. Sadly, this 'attraction' may progress into a habit of sorts, but still remain unfulfilled. Then this may effect the self-confidence of that pursuer. So, maybe being attracted to someone that we know will never return that attraction is somewhat masochistic? We know that we will build some emotion onto this attraction, only to be disappointed in the end. Why do we set ourselves up for the hurt?
-Thank goodness I am so damn funny and hot! (right now I am having a hearty chuckle, ha ha ha ha.)
