I like someone. For a SLIGHT second I think they may like me back. I feel somewhat special when they’re around me. Then it all goes to hell when I think of all the prettier people they surround themselves with on a daily basis when I’m not around. Then all of a sudden I feel less special. I feel like nothing. Then I overanalyze every gesture and reaction and assume they aren’t into me. Then I put myself down and think the worst. Am I not pretty enough? Am I too big? Is my face not clear enough? Is it my braces? Am I ugly? Yes, I’m aware that the first and last question are the same. That’s because different variations of the same question pop in my head. My appearance is my go-to. I’m never pretty enough for the guys I like. They probably see what I see in the mirror. You know what? Fuck all of it.
I fucking made RCC Fall Bass.
I’m going to focus on my drumming, my fitness and weight loss, school, & work. Nothing else. Fuck guys. Why invest time in something when nothing will ever happen. I can’t even get a guy to ask me out on a fucking date let alone have a boyfriend…
do you ever have the urge to tell someone to shut the fuck up even when they aren’t talking
if someone ever kidnaps me im just going to shit my pants because they either have to wipe my ass or deal with the smell and i want them to have it rough