Sep 19, 2003 17:20
I think I give people wrong signals, subconsiously knowing I do it, to amuse myself. Sorry if you think I like you, i might just feel bad for you. Sorry if you think I can't stand you, I might just be jealous. and to those I reveal my trueness: you are few in number. I cherish you.
So how many hours do I have left to sit alone? a fucking million perhaps? Hours will turn into days will turn into weeks will turn into months that become nothing. Thank God I'm not a complete loser, because I can't handle being a partial loser. I don't know what I would do if I never had any friends and absolutely everyone picked on me. regardless of everything, I'm becoming more confident each day. To The One out there , I'm not searching for you, but I have faith we'll meet up one day. I can't wait.
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"I have come to the conclusion that I must have a passionate physical relationship with someone - or combat the great sex urge in me with drastic measures. I choose the former answer." -sylvia plath