Why is it that we stop caring what time it is only after it's already gotten ridiculously late? I wanted to get to bed forty minutes ago but I didn't, and now I don't want to go to bed even though I really should.
I'm renaming my internal clock Keyser Soze.
Sunday, July 5
Friday, July 3
Hey life... ya done yet?
Cute. What are you looking for?
Mostly friends, but play's alright every once in a while. I'm open-minded in that area. How about you?
I don't "play," and I avoid those who do. It's not my thing.
Well, those who play tend to avoid me, but ... so does anyone I wish would just date me. So I guess that's that?
I don't hook-up, and I keep clear of those who do. It says a lot about one's character -- or lack thereof.
Yep, there's that final bullet to my self-esteem. Time to listen to Death Cab and concede that 2006 was, in fact, the last year I'd ever have a boyfriend.
I do think you're cute.
Cute but poisonous.
Ok, well take care and good luck finding whatever/whomever you're looking for. So long!
You know what I'm honestly looking for? I want to find a guy who's stuck in the years when Pete and Pete and Are You Afraid of the Dark were still on Nickelodeon. I'm looking for a guy who still has anxiety before he gets onto the big rollercoasters at the theme parks. I'm looking for a guy who remembers what the Super Nintendo was and who will still fight to say it was better than the Sega Genesis even though they both died off 14 years ago. I want somebody who hasn't quite grown up and isn't even sure he wants to.
And to be completely honest, I only mentioned play fleetingly because I had no idea what you might be looking to find on ******. I guess it was just my turn to get caught in a sting.
next time, be honest. you never know who's on the other end. don't tell someone what you "think" he wants to hear because in the end, it might not be what he wants to hear after all.
g'nite.
You'll have to forgive me if I'm not completely gracious toward your pious lesson. I'm honest as often as I can be and it hasn't won me any gratitude, sympathy, or love. And as high on your pedestal as you are, I'm sure it's tough for you to see me crying myself to sleep more nights than most people should.
Douche bag.
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You call me a douche bag when you don't even know my name? I've spent the first year and a half of college shattered over the first guy in my life who's ever been fully compassionate toward me leaving, and I spent the next year and a half trying to recollect myself AGAIN after finally meeting somebody else that I clicked with. I have been spit upon and ignored my entire life by the people who were supposed to be my friends, and by the people who call themselves my family. So yes, sometimes I cave in and go for the opportunity to have a little closeness in my life.
Fine, maybe that makes me damaged, but I am not, nor will you ever have the right to call me, a douche bag.
Mostly friends, but play's alright every once in a while. I'm open-minded in that area. How about you?
I don't "play," and I avoid those who do. It's not my thing.
Well, those who play tend to avoid me, but ... so does anyone I wish would just date me. So I guess that's that?
I don't hook-up, and I keep clear of those who do. It says a lot about one's character -- or lack thereof.
Yep, there's that final bullet to my self-esteem. Time to listen to Death Cab and concede that 2006 was, in fact, the last year I'd ever have a boyfriend.
I do think you're cute.
Cute but poisonous.
Ok, well take care and good luck finding whatever/whomever you're looking for. So long!
You know what I'm honestly looking for? I want to find a guy who's stuck in the years when Pete and Pete and Are You Afraid of the Dark were still on Nickelodeon. I'm looking for a guy who still has anxiety before he gets onto the big rollercoasters at the theme parks. I'm looking for a guy who remembers what the Super Nintendo was and who will still fight to say it was better than the Sega Genesis even though they both died off 14 years ago. I want somebody who hasn't quite grown up and isn't even sure he wants to.
And to be completely honest, I only mentioned play fleetingly because I had no idea what you might be looking to find on ******. I guess it was just my turn to get caught in a sting.
next time, be honest. you never know who's on the other end. don't tell someone what you "think" he wants to hear because in the end, it might not be what he wants to hear after all.
g'nite.
You'll have to forgive me if I'm not completely gracious toward your pious lesson. I'm honest as often as I can be and it hasn't won me any gratitude, sympathy, or love. And as high on your pedestal as you are, I'm sure it's tough for you to see me crying myself to sleep more nights than most people should.
Sent from my iPhone
You call me a douche bag when you don't even know my name? I've spent the first year and a half of college shattered over the first guy in my life who's ever been fully compassionate toward me leaving, and I spent the next year and a half trying to recollect myself AGAIN after finally meeting somebody else that I clicked with. I have been spit upon and ignored my entire life by the people who were supposed to be my friends, and by the people who call themselves my family. So yes, sometimes I cave in and go for the opportunity to have a little closeness in my life.
Fine, maybe that makes me damaged, but I am not, nor will you ever have the right to call me, a douche bag.
Author's note: fuck...
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