taking a mental picture
giving up on you is so hard.

people say that giving up is the easy way around things; the cheap way you could say. but why is it that you make it so hard for me to give up on you? I mean, you pretty much made it clear that you aren’t interested. so can you tell me why it’s so hard to forget you; can you tell me why it’s so hard to stop liking you? I just really want to know what you’re thinking.
you went to prom with her. the first warning sign should have been you not telling me; I had to find out on facebook. but I stupidly thought it was going to be okay because after I brought it up, you seemed like you cared for my thoughts. I kept holding onto the thought that it’s just a dance, it’s whatever.
the second warning sign should have been remembering that you led me to think that you were going to ask me. I know it was a long shot given the distance, but we were planning details. I never got to ask you what happened to that, but now I really don’t see the point in doing so.
the third warning sign is you changing afterwards. you don’t act or talk the same way you did before prom. maybe I’m sensitive to it, maybe it’s something else. I don’t know.
I don’t know what happened at prom, I don’t know what you’re thinking, I don’t know a lot of things. but what I do know is that I tried so hard to not be bothered by the pictures, I tried so hard not to be waiting for you to text back, I tried so hard to get you to understand my feelings. I tried so hard for you.

hope is paralyzing.
life’s a bitch.

everything in life goes at a certain pace. if you rush it, you could end up making the biggest mistake of your life. if you push it off, you might miss the greatest thing that could happen to you. so sometimes, the only thing you can do is just be a bum and take life at it is.

maybe I’m just not your type.

I’ve been trying to be the super supportive friend that’s there whenever you’re stressed or in a bad mood. I know prom is a huge deal, but if I’m not even worth a single text message on the morning of your prom after trying to fix your bad mood, fuck that.

and when I wake up,

you won’t be there.

Guy you like going to prom with Girl you really don’t like.

High school sucks.

boys will be boys; men will be men.
dream happy dreams.
how do you tell?

you know how when you like a guy, you really don’t want to make a move until you find out if he likes you back? well, how do you find out?

  1. drop hints - but is he playing stupid, or does he really not pick up on them?
  2. flirt - but how do you know if he’s flirting for fun or being serious?
  3. talk 24/7 - but how do you know if he’s just talking to you as a close friend, or if it’s just a habit of talking to you, or he actually really wants to talk to you?
  4. ask his friends - what if they don’t know, or you’re not close enough to ask his friends without them telling him?

dang it, those hard-to-read guys.

helpless

I hate that feeling of being so helpless. like when you really want to help out your friend, but there’s just nothing you can do to make them less stressed. it feels like I should be sharing the burden, but I can’t.