Same old
I met this guy in the past few months and he's awesome. When I hang out with him we just laugh and joke about stupid mindless bulllshit. I didn't really know anything about him besides what we talk about. I sort of felt like he was mature enough to possibly be 'my type'.
Turns out he's kind of dating one of THOSE girls. The chicks who always seem like they only end up with guys like him for the sake of driving girls like me absolutely insane. That is her sole purpose.
Alright, so I could never get the guy...but still. It erks me that he's with someone so cute and chipper. So dumb that it's somehow flattering. A girl that looks so cute by his side that it makes me want to vomit pink roses.
But I'm sorry, I refuse to be like that in order to get a guy like him. Why do I have to dumb myself down, dye my hair blonde, complain about how much food I ate, and talk in an unnatural high pitch voice? Fuck that.
I'm rude...I drink and get trashed while watching NASCAR...I smoke and get retarded. I drop acid and huff glue with my Serengetti's to kill time and brain cells. This girl is happy in a strange sort of way and I'd like to thank THAT certain girl who is dating my friend. Thank you for showing me I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not to get a guy because you'll do it in a split second, thus, saving me the grief and heart ache of that definite break up.
It's so disgusting I'm this pessimistic.
Turns out he's kind of dating one of THOSE girls. The chicks who always seem like they only end up with guys like him for the sake of driving girls like me absolutely insane. That is her sole purpose.
Alright, so I could never get the guy...but still. It erks me that he's with someone so cute and chipper. So dumb that it's somehow flattering. A girl that looks so cute by his side that it makes me want to vomit pink roses.
But I'm sorry, I refuse to be like that in order to get a guy like him. Why do I have to dumb myself down, dye my hair blonde, complain about how much food I ate, and talk in an unnatural high pitch voice? Fuck that.
I'm rude...I drink and get trashed while watching NASCAR...I smoke and get retarded. I drop acid and huff glue with my Serengetti's to kill time and brain cells. This girl is happy in a strange sort of way and I'd like to thank THAT certain girl who is dating my friend. Thank you for showing me I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not to get a guy because you'll do it in a split second, thus, saving me the grief and heart ache of that definite break up.
It's so disgusting I'm this pessimistic.