im as romantic as they come, you know, flowers, sweet words, fancy restaurants and the lot, in fact, i love love. i love reading about it, watching love movies, helping people with their love lives and all.
But i hate it when the love is directed at me.
i hate it when guys fall in love with me( hey, im not a lesbo, i hate it when girls do too). i don't know why, i really don't...and i'd give an arm for it to be otherwise.
when i was in high school, it was kind of sweet, you know? i didn't detest it then. but when i wonder what happened between then and now, i can only come up with one answer.
Every guy seems like a liar to me. if i go to a therapist, i can imagine what they're gonah say.
''someone probably lied to you and u've never trusted anyone since and bla bla bla n blahh''
sorry, but i hate therapists.
But tha truth is, no guy has ever lied to me...well, except one, and that was fairly recently...so i donno why i feel this way.
I need answers, and quickly too.
Another thing i keep wondering about is, does love really really exist??
as in really?
i read about it, i watch 'it' happen to peeps,i even watch stupid, totally hopeless people almost kill themselves because of unrequited 'love'.
and these people are kids my age! i can't imagine dying at this age when i have a whole beautiful life ahead of me, kai! and even if i was gonah die, there better be a better-no pun intended-reason than unrequited love, shettt mehn lol.
I think i've been in love once. when i was 13. People say that wasn't love, but if it wasn't, then there's nothing like love because i've never again felt so strongly for anyone else.
could someone define love for me please? and i don't wan't a merriam-webster definition or anything of the sort...true story is what i'm after.
There's this guy right now,i think he's in love with me, but we r just friends...we could be more than that,except i don't feel that tingly thing people say u're supposed to feel.
But errything else is perfect...except for the absence of TINGLY TINGLY.
what happened to the only boy i ever 'loved'? he moved away and i never heard from him again.
so i don't know why i believe so strongly that
i'm gonah marry him.
yep, yep. he's comin' back to me.
i read something somewhere about desperate women.
- roses are red
- bullets are lead
- take me back now
- or get shot in the head!
that's a page from my mind about love.
p.s, i'm gonah invite y'all to my wedding.
thought i should share that.