Please go ahead and excuse my poor grammar but I'm far too stressed and scatterbrained to exercise decent writing capabilities. Also, excuse my whining and bitching, I'm just extremely frustrated. Anyways, why me? Why am I always the one who never gets what I want? Why do I always feel like there's something missing? Why am I never satisfied?
Why does it seem everyone is happy but me? I honestly feel like I'm having a cruel joke played on me. I mean it's rare that I legitimately like someone but it's going to become even more rare if things keep going like this. One is practically married, one is now dating the only guy I hate, and as of late any girl I show interest in wants nothing to do with me. Life's awesome.
Also, I hate when people try to hook me up with people. If I'm not with someone it's because I want it to be that way. I am fully capable of doing things on my own. Oh well, I'm about to miss out on another opportunity too more than likely. When it rains it pours. The rain has to end something though, right?
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