I'm writing this in my livejournal so I dont have to explain myself a hundred times...
Hello? Yea, hi. I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Missy and I just recently turned 19 years old. I have brown hair and brown eyes and enjoy theatre. I'm that girl that you forget about. That you might have been close with at one point but now rarely call. I'm that girl who puts herself out there for others and gets nothing in return. I've decided to get "sucker" tattooed across my forehead. Ya know those peoplethat all those cheesy poems are about? You know the ones I'm talking about... the poems in cards, on plaques, in frames, the poems about special people who "leave foot prints"..I'm not one of those but I mean..it's totally ok. The problem is I treat everyone else like they're those special people to me and I end up getting shit on. I consider myself to be a decent human being. I try to do what's best. I try not to talk about people but nothing works. I set myself up for disappointment. I set myself up for having no friends.
Here's a funny story...
I didn't want to have to remind anyone about my birthday. If by some chance I had slipped I asked those people not to say anything because I didn't want to force anyone to do anything for my birthday. I specifically asked my mom and Jon not to through me a birthday party because well.. I threw everyone else one so I thought someone else might plan something. I should have known then that nothing was going to happen. I mean, why should I get a party? I'm stupid for expecting something.
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I know some of you called, imed, text me and I do appreciate it but.. Ughhh..I don't know anymore
Life is funny. It makes me laugh. It makes me laugh so fucking hard that I cry. I'm crying right now! real nice, right? What does it matter, right? It's just Missy who's upset. She'll get over it. Well, Fuck you. I wont get over it.
No body listens
Here's a funny story...
I didn't want to have to remind anyone about my birthday. If by some chance I had slipped I asked those people not to say anything because I didn't want to force anyone to do anything for my birthday. I specifically asked my mom and Jon not to through me a birthday party because well.. I threw everyone else one so I thought someone else might plan something. I should have known then that nothing was going to happen. I mean, why should I get a party? I'm stupid for expecting something.
'
I know some of you called, imed, text me and I do appreciate it but.. Ughhh..I don't know anymore
Life is funny. It makes me laugh. It makes me laugh so fucking hard that I cry. I'm crying right now! real nice, right? What does it matter, right? It's just Missy who's upset. She'll get over it. Well, Fuck you. I wont get over it.
No body listens