shame on me

Did you know that rats learn from their mistakes?

One rat could see another die from eating a piece of toast and will therefore never touch toast again.

And we think we're smarter than rats..atleast they learn.

Where is this going you may ask...I promise there is a point.
I wish I learned from my mistakes.

I talked to him.
YES, him.
Not verbally though, over the computer.
I promised myself that I was done with him.
I lied.
If he talks to me then I am only compelled to talk back to him.
Why do I do this to myself?
Is it going to be better?
Probably not.
But I know this and I'm still going for the gold.

Why do women, men, children, teenagers, all want to be..well, wanted?
This is a trait that has unfortunatly been passed down, and again, rats would have knocked this silly trait out of their gene pool when the first mishap occured.
But no, I sure as hell still have this trait running through my veins full force.
DAMN GUYS! Well, not guys, it's more singular, GUY, damn you!