Mar 12, 2006 23:51
You get to a point in your life.
A point where you just don't know.
Don't know what you want.
Don't know who you are.
But you do know something is missing.
Something that makes you whole.
Maybe I should get over it.
Get over the intense fear of rejection.
It's sad really.
Being used to being the ugly friend.
Not understanding your own definition of beauty.
Knowing some pathetic jerk-off is going to read this.
Laugh about how much of a douche bag I am.
Go to hell.
My name is Katy, and I am shy.