I can't seem to stop making mistakes left and right. I'm so quick to label anyone as one of the good guys. I'm so quick to not use my mind or my tongue. I have no regret, due to a villian. I have regret because I'm falling fast now, and I'm definitely going to fall face first. I don't think I'm mistaken about these butterflies in my stomach this time, and it's scaring me. I won't be the one deciding to disappear after a few measly un-meaningful hang outs. I'll be stickin around. It sucks being on the other end of this. I hope I was right this time with my 'good-guy' label. I hope she doesn't ruin this for me.