Stupid Day Dreamer
This is what I am. A stupid day dreamer. I spend most of my time in my mind. Things are alot nicer there. I'm someone else, in another world, land, fantasy... I feel more connected with these daydreams sometimes than I do real live people. These day dreams don't let me down, for I control them... However...
Sometimes you have to walk up.
My day dreams are never finished either. I have stories that I start, really good stories... and they don't ever have an ending. I just fail at finishing them. My day dream finishes before I put them on paper, or I get pulled away. I can't even keep a relationship going with my own day dream, can't even keep connected to that imaginary world - how pathetic?
I have guys who like me in my day dreams. They want to hold me. They don't like me cause they want sex, well they want it but they want it cause they like me. They don't do the "hey shortie wanna get it on" BS that I don't like. No, you don't know my name go away. They aren't real either. Pathetic and stupid I have become.
Sometimes I hope that I do great things on this planet, because I myself don't always feel the best about my own existance. Don't get me wrong (or mistake the meaning of this userpic), I am not suicidal in the least. It won't happen, have things to do, day dreams to dream, life to continue with... but... I'm a sucker for feeling worth since I am not very good at having my own. I want to be worth something in the end, not just a bunch of day dreams no one else knew about...
I want to be real.
Sometimes you have to walk up.
My day dreams are never finished either. I have stories that I start, really good stories... and they don't ever have an ending. I just fail at finishing them. My day dream finishes before I put them on paper, or I get pulled away. I can't even keep a relationship going with my own day dream, can't even keep connected to that imaginary world - how pathetic?
I have guys who like me in my day dreams. They want to hold me. They don't like me cause they want sex, well they want it but they want it cause they like me. They don't do the "hey shortie wanna get it on" BS that I don't like. No, you don't know my name go away. They aren't real either. Pathetic and stupid I have become.
Sometimes I hope that I do great things on this planet, because I myself don't always feel the best about my own existance. Don't get me wrong (or mistake the meaning of this userpic), I am not suicidal in the least. It won't happen, have things to do, day dreams to dream, life to continue with... but... I'm a sucker for feeling worth since I am not very good at having my own. I want to be worth something in the end, not just a bunch of day dreams no one else knew about...
I want to be real.