Trust in me! Just in me.
It's beginning to become apparent to me that I may be the one causing all my shitty attractions to people. I continuously complain of my tendency to date 'assholes' and I do think this is my fault.
There is a boy I know who honestly couldn't be any sweeter. He genuinely cares for me and wants nothing more than me to be happy. He wouldn't say a mean thing to me even if he was completely infuriated with me. These are just a few of his cornucopia of great qualities, but through all of this I cannot become excited. His generosity and sweetness only annoys me. It becomes mediocre and bland to me and I lose sight of all the good things. Perhaps I have just become accustom to my usual bad habits. The things I 'want' are really the things I wish I wanted. I'm becoming just as mean and negative as the boys I 'like'. I don't really want a sweet boy who will treat me right and never do anything shitty to me. I apparently want someone who is an asshole. Someone who gets pissed off more than most, and doesn't take shit from anyone.
This is my disease and it will kill me. Do you have the cure?
On a lighter note. I have a plan to hang out with a verrrry tall young gentleman later, who wants me to sell something for him. This is an exciting prospect. Kaleen the coke whore?
Happy birthday Dad. Hope you get to go out and have a few. Hopefully your friends will buy for you since you lost your fucking job. Wait, is that me sounding surprised? Because, I'm really not.
There is a boy I know who honestly couldn't be any sweeter. He genuinely cares for me and wants nothing more than me to be happy. He wouldn't say a mean thing to me even if he was completely infuriated with me. These are just a few of his cornucopia of great qualities, but through all of this I cannot become excited. His generosity and sweetness only annoys me. It becomes mediocre and bland to me and I lose sight of all the good things. Perhaps I have just become accustom to my usual bad habits. The things I 'want' are really the things I wish I wanted. I'm becoming just as mean and negative as the boys I 'like'. I don't really want a sweet boy who will treat me right and never do anything shitty to me. I apparently want someone who is an asshole. Someone who gets pissed off more than most, and doesn't take shit from anyone.
This is my disease and it will kill me. Do you have the cure?
On a lighter note. I have a plan to hang out with a verrrry tall young gentleman later, who wants me to sell something for him. This is an exciting prospect. Kaleen the coke whore?
Happy birthday Dad. Hope you get to go out and have a few. Hopefully your friends will buy for you since you lost your fucking job. Wait, is that me sounding surprised? Because, I'm really not.