Yeah, it's another post about 'him'
A couple of posts back (scroll past all the quizzes, webcomics and musings) I started talking about this guy that I believed I had fallen for. Over the last few weeks I've talked to him constantly and thought about him most of the time I wasn't talking to him. My mind has been plaguing me with the same question over and over again, "Sarah, are you serious?"
I've always thought that teenage love was just a sad excuse for little boys that want to get laid and little girls who can't even blow their own noses without their little boys. "When I'm in my twenties," I would tell myself, "that is when Prince Charming will propose to me, sweep me off my feet, my parents will give me the ok, and we would live happily ever after." Ha... yeah... I'm such a dreamer.
Avoid drama, avoid heartbreak, avoid complications, avoid regrets, just avoid it all so easily by simply avoiding romantic relationships. Sure, I've had one or two in the past. In seventh grade I dated someone for two weeks before he moved to Georgia, then I never heard from him again. Even more recently I dated someone who my friends set me up with. We dated for a month and then I found out he had an anger management problem and a couple of run ins with the police O-o... Anyway, this guy seems to have found me and, completely against my own independent nature, I have fallen for him.
Yes, I have questioned myself repeatedly on this and it seems that it isn't just a passing fancy. In fact, the more I think about him and the more I talk to him the more I can't resist him... yeah, I feel pathetic, but I'll get used to it at some point XD
So that's where I am now... I've finally decided to accept it for what it is. Yes, I love him, and no, I'm not ashamed of it. Where do I go from here? Hell if I know... this is new territory for me.
-Broken
I've always thought that teenage love was just a sad excuse for little boys that want to get laid and little girls who can't even blow their own noses without their little boys. "When I'm in my twenties," I would tell myself, "that is when Prince Charming will propose to me, sweep me off my feet, my parents will give me the ok, and we would live happily ever after." Ha... yeah... I'm such a dreamer.
Avoid drama, avoid heartbreak, avoid complications, avoid regrets, just avoid it all so easily by simply avoiding romantic relationships. Sure, I've had one or two in the past. In seventh grade I dated someone for two weeks before he moved to Georgia, then I never heard from him again. Even more recently I dated someone who my friends set me up with. We dated for a month and then I found out he had an anger management problem and a couple of run ins with the police O-o... Anyway, this guy seems to have found me and, completely against my own independent nature, I have fallen for him.
Yes, I have questioned myself repeatedly on this and it seems that it isn't just a passing fancy. In fact, the more I think about him and the more I talk to him the more I can't resist him... yeah, I feel pathetic, but I'll get used to it at some point XD
So that's where I am now... I've finally decided to accept it for what it is. Yes, I love him, and no, I'm not ashamed of it. Where do I go from here? Hell if I know... this is new territory for me.
-Broken