It's hard to bare your soul to people on the internet. It's hard to give the emotion you want to because nobody takes it seriously. It's hard to write how upset you are because you don't want people to worry, so instead you just write everything off a joke or use sarcasm.
Nothing really holds any appeal to me anymore. I'm probably not going to go to any more football games because I just get left out by Sam and Ginny and Karen and them. Even though the end of the game was exciting, and we did win.
Connor is freshmen Homecoming prince. Wtf. It's just the most stupid thing in the world and you don't even get how I feel right now, so don't even try.
This post is extremely negative, so just leave right now if you don't want to put up with it or you want to pretend that I'm fine so you can live your own little life without worrying about me.
I'm not excited for homecoming. What is the freaking point? Here's what I'm looking forward to: being ditched by everyone for Sam and Ginny and "sitting out dances on the wall, trying to forget everything that isn't you." Sorry. Quoting Fall Out Boy again. I didn't get asked, because what guy in his right mind would ask me. (Rant time)
I'm not pretty. I know I'm not. In fact, if you look closely, I'm kind of ugly.
My hair sucks, so I wear it in a pony tail all the time.
I don't even care enough to do my hair nice or put on nice make up to fix anything.
I'm not skinny. I know that I am not fat, but I am getting bigger.
I never flirt and I get too shy when I think a guy *might* be flirting with me.
I don't have anything special about me.
I love Fall Out Boy too much and people think I'm a freak.
I'd probably rather sit and home on the computer than go out with my friends (lately).
Oh, and my best friend from second grade is moving away Sunday.
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