i used to think that when i finally met the girl of my dreams she would be one to know everything about me. every last detail. i realize now that is bull. i don’t really think anyone truly wants to know everything about someone else. after all, most people have trouble trying to know everything about themselves. and as soon as you know everything about someone, what is left? wouldn’t the relationship go stagnant and sour? with nothing left to know things would get rather boring. with me it runs in cycles, at first impression people find me unappealing, but after putting up with me long enough they think i’m cool, anytime i let people go deeper, they usually get scared off. i don’t know if there is another level of appreciation past third order fear. i guess i’ll be a lifeguard and keep people from going into the deep end of me.