Mar 12, 2004 22:55
no i really do hate harsh reality. i mean, in the back of my mind, i know hardly anyone thinks of me ever. if they think of me it's usually cause they saw like .. a marilyn bag or something. i'm like .. nothing to anyone. nothing. i never have been.
and then theres like .. that even HARSHER reality that the person you fancy doesn't even think of you. yeah, there was the excitement for like .. a week. the excitement where i was spoken of to some friends, the excitement where it was always 'oh my shes on IM GOING TO IM HER RIGHT NOW' kinda thing. it happens with everyone. and then im everyones friend. im always everyones fucking friend. and we know what that means. that means im never thought about. never. never ever ever. that means the attempts to be nicer than usual are gone, and just everything is gone. no one gets me teddy bears. nope.
and thats why i hate opening up to people and letting myself be capable of admitting that theyre a good person and i really enjoy them. whatever.
my a/m cause im cool like that:
and the worst part is
i really did like you.
and no, this isnt a song.
and to top things off ..
i probably still do.
why do i need to be ME.?
RAWR. FUCKKKK EVERYTHING.
i really can't stand myself anymore.
i'm like one big .. pity person. like i need pity or something. i dont want any. but thats why no one leaves me comments. because theyre all like 'oh shes a fucking retard who just wants pity' .. NO PEOPLE I JUST WANT FUCKING COMMENTS. i hate you all because i hate one person. deal with it.
I REALLY REALLY REALLY HATE ADMIT[T]ING THINGS
LIKE 'I LIKE YOU'
CAUSE .. THEN IT LEADS TO ME KNOWING I DO.
WHICH MEANS YOU STOP ALTOGETHER.