That bitch is one tough chick!
But wait -- What the fuck do i know, up until grade 6 i thought sex was touching your toes with someone and holding hands while sitting. Some girl i went to day home with told me that's what it was, And i of course in my normal nature blindly trusted. I should have known better, I remember her head looking like a potato, What is trustworthy about Mrs. Potato head? Nothing. Anyway this is all besides the point of what i feel like talking about tonight. I feel like talking about dun dun dun PEOPLE! And how fucking unbelievable they are. And i don't mean that in a good way. I guess sometimes a good way. I don't know how to put this in to words. I just wish i had a big book of why everyone i know did the things they did. I don't understand what motivates certain people to act the way they act. Myself included. I hate/love/hate human beings. Im feeling less sad today, Which is good.
Girls are fucking stupid, they build up all this bullshit in their minds like "oh maybe he is thinking about me, and oh he said that cause he really likes me, and he just isn't growen up enough for a relationship but if i stick around maybe he will like me" STOP THINKING LIKE THIS. If a boy treats you like shit, that is probably what you mean to him -- shit. Why do all females need to put themselves through this. Think about it, They aren't complicated. THIS is not that complicated, He fucked you because you were down, Thats it. This might not always be true, But this is the best way to keep myself from being a typical crazy "Why-won't-he-answer-me" kinda girl. It just makes you feel worse? Don't you think so? Don't you feel so much worse when your attempts get ignored and you just keep trying? Have some pride for yourself..
(This goes for girls and boys)
Sorry for all the ranting, I have been thinking alot.
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”