just abit of self loathing and bitterness, don't mind this
Besides this, I've been playing the Sims alot lately and roleplaying USUK with Dindins, which has been going well and I'm pleased with the roleplay outcome. I've been bringing home a lot of A's and B's from college, so that makes me happy. Expect screenshots and videos of the Sims cause I'm playing it with Hetalia skins, which makes it even better. :')
I'm admitting I'm arrogant. I thrive on compliments, ego boosts, admiration, positive attention. I yearn to be praised and worshiped-- thought up like some goddess of whatever I'm trying to perfect. Usually it's art or anything out of my mind. I want to be appreciated. Sometimes I'm just bored I'll go off in some iScribble board to draw and just earn praise from it-- like some kind of drug-- or look back on YouTube videos I've been in and see if anybody appreciated whatever I did in that video. I try my hardest not to show it, and when people say "good job" I may outwardly act all embarrassed and thankful, but really, I feel very smug in the back of my head. I realize this and feel terrible, then my ego plummets.
I don't know. I guess I'm just way too prideful and full of myself. Apparently some people think I'm intimidating or and elitist, and that's not how I want to come across. I want to develop my work and maybe inspire others. I wanna get them to laugh when they need it. I want others to look at me and wonder why I'm so happy and humble-- not boastful and arrogant
I'm way too nosy. It's none of my business-- nothing is. I don't need to fret. Call it America's hero complex coming into play, but I don't need to know whats going on in everybody's lives and attempt to fix them. if they want to talk about it, they'll approach me about it. I don't need to be so curious and pressuring.
I'm not smart-- I'm pretty stupid. I'm not witty like I wish I could be, I'm just obnoxious. I'm not pretty-- regardless what other people say, I won't believe it-- I'm not entirely sure why. It's some stupid lie I've believed since middle school.
I'm not my bro-- I can never be my bro-- I can never please my parents to the extent me might on certain levels. They're nice enough to regard me as my own individual but--
They need to stop babying me before I really snap. I hope they can understand the difference in my views on some aspects.
My opinion isn't always right. I need to get over it. I'm stupid and cannot say things right.
I'm lazy and apathetic, and grouchy towards others when I'm lost in my own thoughts. I wish I could do something about all of this but I'm dumb.
I want to run the show and be the star, but a lot of stars fall and hit the earth. You're not the only one shining here in space, self.
I'm admitting I'm arrogant. I thrive on compliments, ego boosts, admiration, positive attention. I yearn to be praised and worshiped-- thought up like some goddess of whatever I'm trying to perfect. Usually it's art or anything out of my mind. I want to be appreciated. Sometimes I'm just bored I'll go off in some iScribble board to draw and just earn praise from it-- like some kind of drug-- or look back on YouTube videos I've been in and see if anybody appreciated whatever I did in that video. I try my hardest not to show it, and when people say "good job" I may outwardly act all embarrassed and thankful, but really, I feel very smug in the back of my head. I realize this and feel terrible, then my ego plummets.
I don't know. I guess I'm just way too prideful and full of myself. Apparently some people think I'm intimidating or and elitist, and that's not how I want to come across. I want to develop my work and maybe inspire others. I wanna get them to laugh when they need it. I want others to look at me and wonder why I'm so happy and humble-- not boastful and arrogant
I'm way too nosy. It's none of my business-- nothing is. I don't need to fret. Call it America's hero complex coming into play, but I don't need to know whats going on in everybody's lives and attempt to fix them. if they want to talk about it, they'll approach me about it. I don't need to be so curious and pressuring.
I'm not smart-- I'm pretty stupid. I'm not witty like I wish I could be, I'm just obnoxious. I'm not pretty-- regardless what other people say, I won't believe it-- I'm not entirely sure why. It's some stupid lie I've believed since middle school.
I'm not my bro-- I can never be my bro-- I can never please my parents to the extent me might on certain levels. They're nice enough to regard me as my own individual but--
They need to stop babying me before I really snap. I hope they can understand the difference in my views on some aspects.
My opinion isn't always right. I need to get over it. I'm stupid and cannot say things right.
I'm lazy and apathetic, and grouchy towards others when I'm lost in my own thoughts. I wish I could do something about all of this but I'm dumb.
I want to run the show and be the star, but a lot of stars fall and hit the earth. You're not the only one shining here in space, self.