Let's just say that the person who invented the term
"Friends with benefits"
is an absolute genius.
And Philophobia,
a terminal illness.

A friend played a psychological quiz with me last night.
And it turns out, my priorities in life are as follows:

Friends, money, family, love, career.

Sadly, at this very moment,
it very much describes me.

Sometimes you just get so used to being alone,
even two becomes a crowd.
And commitment,
it becomes a promise that you just can't afford.