I just wrote a post. I published it. It was really sad and depressing. It was full of open ended innuendos. It was crap. I deleted it. I'm here to write the real deal. My wittle feelings, if you will.
-Okay so right now I'm just really SICK and TIRED of liking boys. WHY DO WE LIKE THEM!?
-I'm tired of people telling me "oh your prince charming is right around the corner." I read a quote on Pinterest the other day that went something like, "People always say the right one will come along; I think mine got hit by a bus." I laughed and laughed..and then I cried a little.
-I'm so tired of being sad on Sunday nights wishing I had my ex boyfriend to sit and cuddle with me while we sit and watch Hoarders and talk in weird accents. Isn't that so terrible to admit!!! I'm admitting it!! I miss him a lot...I'm such a loser!!
-Sad that I feel like he thinks I'm not as worth it, as he imagined me to be before he got to know me.
-I'm tired of holidays where everyone walks hand in hand acting all lovey and crap. I'm like wow, your so special you have a boyfriend, get over it. *written in thick sarcastic I'm actually really jealous text*
-I'm tired of feeling like I'm not good enough, pretty enough, strong enough, talented enough. Why do we allow such lies to creep into our minds. I'M AWESOME. (wow, I'm so full of myself. I'm not that awesome. Yes, I am. No, I'm not. Yes, no, yes, no, ye...okay I'm done.)
-I'm tired of wanting a boy in my life so I can make a fort with him..wear thick fuzzy socks and an oversized sweatshirt...and tell funny stories together and laugh a lot and have tickle fights. If that's so wrong, I don't want to be right! *Read in high dramatic voice, with conviction, fist in air.
-I believe in love. Yes. Even as pathetic and sad as I am to admit that. That little light still burns within me. Even though I think my man MUST have been hit by a bus...I hope he heals up real soon, and heads my way. I have lots of fun adventures planned for us.