To make a long story short I am skipping right to the conclusion. I am an IDIOT!!! I am tired of being the one who puts herself on the line. Why can't just for once things go the way I plan. I am so fucking tired of men who have no balls. Yeah, you heard me. No, balls. Because if they did posses any they would let go of all the bullshit against feelings, relationships, girlfriends, etc. Get a fucking clue!!! Do you really think that we girls like your pretenses and your petty impressions you try to make? If we like you is because we see something else besides the cherade, and yet you still keep up with it because letting go of it would signify your vulnerability. I am not a fucking entertainment system. If you want one, get your ass to Best Buy or something like that and purchase one. I am with you because I like spending time with you, not to amuse you. If I wanted to do that, I would join the fucking circus. (Sorry, I know I am saying "fucking" a lot, but it helps to relive some tension) I may not be a clown, but I do know that I am fool because I am always failing mirserably and believing every word anyone says. I guess that's what I get for having a bit of hope in humanity. It's just so unfair that I now have to be skeptic about everyone.
Yeah, that's what I say right now, and I will probably do the opposite. Damn it, I hate myself. I always seem to wrap myself in these vicious cycles that never end. I am through, I am done, I can't do this shit anymore. Go find some other dim-wit to put up with your bullshit because I can't keep up with you anymore.
What I am to you is not real
What I am to you you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I'll ask for the sea...
-"Volcano", Damien Rice
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