Hi, I'm the new Manila. It's nice to meet you. :)
There's a new Manila, I don't know if you've met her. But her "sophomore" years are over. For now at least.
If you haven't spoken to me hardcore in a while, I tell you now. Things have changed. I'm different, ask Emma. I'm different. The only way that I can really explain it is that I'm no longer sexually driven. I've been reject enough times to make me feel like that doesn't matter anymore. At first I obsessed about it, dragged it out. Forced myself to talk to guys trying to build that part of me back up. But I've accepted it now. That's just not important anymore. I'm single, but I'm not trying to change that. I'm not really attracted to anyone for a "potential" boyfriend anymore. Watch me, listen to me, next time we hang out. You'll see something weird, no, different about me. And I'm just warning you now. And btw: I'm actually friends with a guy who I don't try to seduce with everyword that comes out of my mouth. Nice huh?
Do you see it? Can you see it? They're everywhere. Beauty is everywhere. Do you see the ugliness? I don't. I see the beauty of human nature. How when one pushes the other pushes back. One pulls the other pulls. Like a physics problem. For there to be a balance and so that things are not flying every which way there is a push on a push, a pull on a pull. They must be equal and they must react to one another. We don't know beauty without ugliness, we don't know happiness without sadness. One cannot and will not be understood without the other. Most people are happy when they complain. I know that I can't be truely happy unless there's something to complain about too. Hmm..You guys kind of suck. Yeah, that includes you. Just messing with you. Just checking to see if you're reading it. I'm proud of you. Thanks. :) *mwah*
If you haven't spoken to me hardcore in a while, I tell you now. Things have changed. I'm different, ask Emma. I'm different. The only way that I can really explain it is that I'm no longer sexually driven. I've been reject enough times to make me feel like that doesn't matter anymore. At first I obsessed about it, dragged it out. Forced myself to talk to guys trying to build that part of me back up. But I've accepted it now. That's just not important anymore. I'm single, but I'm not trying to change that. I'm not really attracted to anyone for a "potential" boyfriend anymore. Watch me, listen to me, next time we hang out. You'll see something weird, no, different about me. And I'm just warning you now. And btw: I'm actually friends with a guy who I don't try to seduce with everyword that comes out of my mouth. Nice huh?
Do you see it? Can you see it? They're everywhere. Beauty is everywhere. Do you see the ugliness? I don't. I see the beauty of human nature. How when one pushes the other pushes back. One pulls the other pulls. Like a physics problem. For there to be a balance and so that things are not flying every which way there is a push on a push, a pull on a pull. They must be equal and they must react to one another. We don't know beauty without ugliness, we don't know happiness without sadness. One cannot and will not be understood without the other. Most people are happy when they complain. I know that I can't be truely happy unless there's something to complain about too. Hmm..You guys kind of suck. Yeah, that includes you. Just messing with you. Just checking to see if you're reading it. I'm proud of you. Thanks. :) *mwah*