I am tired about caring what other people think about me.
If you want to fucking be my friend, just do it. I am not that hard to please. Just don’t be an asshole or treat me like a fucking leper every time I look at you.
From now on, I am gonna do what I want and what I feel is right, and if you don’t like it or have a fucking attitude then you can screw yourself.
I am done feel shitty because you don’t talk to me or even acknowledge my presence, and when you do, you look as if I literally just ripped the head off of a baby.
Yeah, I am weird. I admit it. I never tried to hide it. There are plenty of other weird people out there that like me so I’m done. I am so fucking done with this.
If you want to make the effort, I am here, but leave me the fuck alone until you do.
do you ever have those days where it just feels like there is a giant weight pressing down on your chest?
can’t quite breathe right. something feels so off.
very low key party. good music. weird group of people.
except the guy i like was there and i was a flirting to the max. he is wonderful. (i think he might have been trying to hook up with another girl but he didnt so that something…)
next, cute guy comes up to me and we talk. good times. i give him my number. he texts me immediately, “hey this is *name* cute jewish boy” also he found me on facebook this morning so yay
also, another cute guy. one of the guy’s that i have a crush ons roommates. same comedy group. really really kind. we talked and flirted, maybe.
overall i have got to say best night of college yet…