Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Hello I love you, won't you tell me your name?

Hello, I love you won't you tell me your name, Hello I love you won't you let me jump in your game, Hello I love you won't you lend me your name?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

YOU HAVE A BAD CONNECTION!..



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Okay, so there is this girl I know. she is really cute, funny, attractive, adorable, and she always cheers me up when I see her. But there is this catch. Im not good enough. Now you are thinking to yourself "no way, she is toally good enough" but no really Im not. Let me explain, I have a personality disorder that.. well causes my view of the world to be a little broken- I either love  you or hate you, either I am best friends and trust my life or I hate you and wish you a horrible slow death.. okay maybe not that extreme but damn near it. So my problem then lies with myself - I know im cute, sure obviously people think im cute otherwise they wouldnt be fapping to my pictures on the internet, that doesnt mean I have to agree with them. I also do not have to think that they should think im cute, becuase im really not. Anyway, So this girl, she doesnt even know i exsist, it sucks. I go out of my way to make her think I am just playfully flirty and that i am like that with everyone. But now Im confused, I have this doctors appointment on friday, and its ass crack dawn of wednesday, and I havent seen her since saturday. Its not that odd. But at the same time. Damn, I wish I just had someone to talk to. Thats why Im planning on going up to Mobtown. I need someone that I can talk to and wont judge me. Wont think that im broken becuase they are just as broken but differently. Its hard for me to cry. I know that - ive been well aware of it since feb 1, 2008 well just after that... but its hard for me to cry, and all i want to do is just curl up in a ball and cry. Im so alone and no one even knows becuase of the wall I put up just so everyone else wont know anything is wrong. Why cant I just be loved. I think that I am forever doomed to feel the second hand love of someone else that its killing me. I moved out here to get away from that. I moved to get away from being surrounded by couples who love each other, And for some reason... I cant. I need to get used to the fact that I will never think I am good enough for anyone and that is why I aim to love someone who cant or wont recipricate feelings and that is why I will always be alone and unloved. Its all my doing.
So I love you, wont you tell me your name... Its not swish. thats for sure. Because I do love someone but they have no clue.

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