Am I here?
So much for believe there are good men out there. The one guy I've been seriously interested in likes my friend... figures. how sick and twisted, and not three nights before he confesses this to his friend, he put more moves on me, and - get this- he's still w/ his dear girlfriend.
I had spoken to his friend and he divulged some information to me about his current interests, b/c I had ran to him for advice concerning this fool that I love, and he stated that he sees my good friend as a "possible love interest"! What kind of fucking crap is that!?!?!And the only reason I even stuck around was b/c of this friend of mine that he's interested in! How's that for fucked up? on top of it all the other two guys that I was interested in were, or are, interested in her. I guess I'll never get my time, I'm to stay lonely, jobless, money-less, homeless, and horny for the rest of my pathetic fucking existence! At least I got the closure I was looking for. If you can call finding out that the one guy you've liked since the fabled Alex Levington, wants your best friend, closure, than, SURE!
On a lighter note my spirits were risen when Shellie and I drove to Phoenix Saturday evening. We had a good time watching her sexy man dance around in a super gold thong, on stage. And we had a good hearty, and quite greasy, breakfast at Denny's (of all places) that made us ill. Ahh well, what the fuck can you do? Apparently nothing in this stupid world we wonder!
So I think I've finally got why I have this stupid little live journal. No one listens, and at least if I have this silly thing to bitch to I feel like I'm being heard, which I'm not, but at least I'm humored. I find out more and more that no one hears a damn word I say. I think I'm going to start hanging out w/ mutes, they have no choice but to listen. No one realizes that it hurts when you skim by me when I try to speak.They dont realize that its thoroughly painful to be over looked by everyone. I'm starting to wonder if I really exist.
Does anyone see me?
I had spoken to his friend and he divulged some information to me about his current interests, b/c I had ran to him for advice concerning this fool that I love, and he stated that he sees my good friend as a "possible love interest"! What kind of fucking crap is that!?!?!And the only reason I even stuck around was b/c of this friend of mine that he's interested in! How's that for fucked up? on top of it all the other two guys that I was interested in were, or are, interested in her. I guess I'll never get my time, I'm to stay lonely, jobless, money-less, homeless, and horny for the rest of my pathetic fucking existence! At least I got the closure I was looking for. If you can call finding out that the one guy you've liked since the fabled Alex Levington, wants your best friend, closure, than, SURE!
On a lighter note my spirits were risen when Shellie and I drove to Phoenix Saturday evening. We had a good time watching her sexy man dance around in a super gold thong, on stage. And we had a good hearty, and quite greasy, breakfast at Denny's (of all places) that made us ill. Ahh well, what the fuck can you do? Apparently nothing in this stupid world we wonder!
So I think I've finally got why I have this stupid little live journal. No one listens, and at least if I have this silly thing to bitch to I feel like I'm being heard, which I'm not, but at least I'm humored. I find out more and more that no one hears a damn word I say. I think I'm going to start hanging out w/ mutes, they have no choice but to listen. No one realizes that it hurts when you skim by me when I try to speak.They dont realize that its thoroughly painful to be over looked by everyone. I'm starting to wonder if I really exist.
Does anyone see me?