damn fool
There have been, and will always be, times in a girl's life when she will inevitably feel stupid because she had inadvertently believed something to be true when in actuality it wasn't even a possibility. She thinks over and over that there is no way that it can't be true, that there really is something there, that it's not just in her head. She just knows it.
Then BOOM! There goes her world, crumbling down around her. As it turns out, it was all in her overactive imagination. Pride makes her shrug it off, but deep down she's bewildered, and let's face it, her ego's a bit bruised. She wouldn't have even cared one way or the other except that she was led to believe that there was a something.
Oh well, she says. On to the next fantasy. Better yet, let's make sure the next one's reality.
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I have news. I've had this particular piece of news for nearly a week, and yet I haven't told any of my friends, -sters or otherwise. I'm not really sure how to go about it. It hasn't completely sinked in so maybe that's why I'm not in a hurry to tell anyone (except family, of course).
Will let people know once I'm ready.
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Boys are jerks. Well, this one boy. This boy is a moron. And a half. And more.
BWISIT.
I know exactly how a yo-yo would feel if it were a person. To be brought up then down then back up again and again must be the most jackassinine thing in the world.
Please, give me something I can work with, you know? Just so we know exactly where we should be standing, instead of being all over the place.
"if the ball's in your court, why aren't you playing the game?"
"Men were deceivers ever; one foot in sea, and one ashore, to one thing constant never."
Much Ado About Nothing
I really can't understand the male sex. I just can't.
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I play my Chicosci cds whenever I hate the world. I played it in three separate times and on three separate days in less than a week, and at the loudest--but still minding other people's eardrums--volume level.
Can't be good for my heart/head/ears can it.
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- from the movie "The Holiday":
"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded..."