I keep making the same mistake. I keep falling for people who don’t care enough about me to catch me. It’s a bad habit, and it is slowly killing me. I thought this time would be different. I should have known better. People like me are meant to be alone. I don’t want to be hurt anymore. I hate this numb feeling that is building in my chest. I’m done standing in front of the mirror trying to cover up my ruined mascara. Isolation will be my savior.