You know...
Life is too monotonous. I need something new.
I always thought that being in a relationship caused too much drama, but I really want it right now. The relationship, not the drama. I have come to terms that I really am a romantic at heart. I dream up movie-like romances in my head where there is pain, but triumph, and love always prevails. Why isn't life really like that? And why do I have such an active imagination? I'm creating scenario after scenario. I'm making movies in my head. Even the camera shots and film technique are planned and ready. I just need my romantic lead. Well, I guess I have one, but until I actually do something and tell him, this film's going nowhere fast and I'm stuck with yet another incomplete reel. Or settling for something more mediocre and less spectacular. Even a dramatic ending would be better than giving up. Oh, life is stupid. Is the meaning of life really all this waiting and anticipating? Why do the events never live up to the excitement one has beforehand?
Aka: Mollie's being far too pessimistic right now. I'm going to go push someone off a swing or something.
And I know I'm only using Chris to feel better about my situation. What makes it worse is he is in love with me still and doesn't care that I'm using him. I really am pathetic. Le sigh.
I am Pepe LePew. But in pessimist form.
I always thought that being in a relationship caused too much drama, but I really want it right now. The relationship, not the drama. I have come to terms that I really am a romantic at heart. I dream up movie-like romances in my head where there is pain, but triumph, and love always prevails. Why isn't life really like that? And why do I have such an active imagination? I'm creating scenario after scenario. I'm making movies in my head. Even the camera shots and film technique are planned and ready. I just need my romantic lead. Well, I guess I have one, but until I actually do something and tell him, this film's going nowhere fast and I'm stuck with yet another incomplete reel. Or settling for something more mediocre and less spectacular. Even a dramatic ending would be better than giving up. Oh, life is stupid. Is the meaning of life really all this waiting and anticipating? Why do the events never live up to the excitement one has beforehand?
Aka: Mollie's being far too pessimistic right now. I'm going to go push someone off a swing or something.
And I know I'm only using Chris to feel better about my situation. What makes it worse is he is in love with me still and doesn't care that I'm using him. I really am pathetic. Le sigh.
I am Pepe LePew. But in pessimist form.