Cliches…
I don’t know where my head is right now…Now anywhere good. Kinda up in the clouds…kinda up, up, and away. So sometimes it hits me like a ton of bricks. I’m not pretty. I’m not articulate. I’m not that much fun to be around. Sometimes I wonder what I have to offer…ugh…
So i took a chance, I went out on a limb, and gravity brought me crashing back down to earth. (I know way too many cliches in that sentence; what can i say, it’s late) I should have known better than to want something.I should just be content. Sometimes it feels like I’m destined to be utterly alone…And, guess what, I don’t like it one bit.
I don’t like who I am right now. I wish she would go away. I wish I could hide under a rock. I wish I could cry.
I’m so tired…
I wish I could just smile and be happy…
I wish I had someone who would hold me, be stern with me, kiss me, talk to me, look at me…be with me…
I don’t know…maybe I am making no sense at the moment…I feel this gnawing pain (my loneliness) and this persistent stinging (rejection). and I would rather not feel either. I feel like I made a fool of myself…
GAH!!!!
