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[dreaming_faerie]

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People actually think I'm cool. Truth is, I'm not. I'm boring, quiet, fat, awkward, unattractive, stupid, and, most of all, uninteresting. Pretty lame if you ask me.

I actually sometimes look through LJ in hopes of seeing someone mentioning me in some good way. I suppose I'm a compliment vampire. I love hearing something good about myself, especially my writing.

One of my goals is to write something so amazing, it would make people tear up, but. . I don't see that happening, because I don't like my writing all too much. Yes, I admit, I have done some really good things, but nothing I'm really proud of.

I wish I was amazing like you. I wish I was amazing period. I wish I was beautiful.

So, there's this girl I really, really like, yeah? --okay, I suppose it could be called love, since. . she is my everything. She makes me so happy and feel so loved, I can't even begin to describe it.

. . . but I don't think she returns my feelings. I've told her over and over how I feel about her and how bad I crave a relationship with her, but she's politely turned me down [ which, while it does hurt, is good. The way she does it isn't mean, or heartless, or anything. It's so soft. ].

This really breaks my heart. I love this girl so much. So much to where I have cut her name into my skin [ stupid, yes, but I did say I was stupid, didn't I? ].

I have an undying hate for a certain girl because of how much she's fucked me up. She has made me so anxious I can't even relax at night anymore. Before I go to bed I have to pull out all my JRock and JPop and sing and sing and sing until finally I just exhaust myself. I hate it. I want to be able to relax at night and lay in bed and NOT think about all the shit I want to say to her.

I want to tell her that SHE is the immature one. I want to tell her SHE is the inconsiderate one I want to tell her that SHE is the inconsistent one. I want to tell her that SHE is the rude one. I want to tell her that SHE is the reason why she's had so many bad relationships, because she can never keep her fucking mouth shut.

I want to tell her that SHE is the one at fault. NOT ME.

YES, okay, I did love someone more than her, but I wanted to try a relationship with her because we seriously had a good connection. Really good. Like, amazing. But. . like I said, I loved the other girl more than her, but experiments are good, right?

I can see why she had bad relationships in the past, and I understand now that she was just taking it all out on me. Oh well. Karma's a bitch, and I'm sure that cunt will get her own soon.

Fucking christ, I hate her so much because she is so fucking BLIND. I really wish I could tell her all of this junk, however, I am totally the better person in this, and that's why I have not told her anything more.

Being happy is getting harder and harder for me.