My life is about as interesting as the next person's. |
Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground I don't understand. Why doesn't Jacob believe me when I say he's important? When I say he's cute and sweet and the best person I've ever met? I've never met anyone like him. That's not a bad thing. It's probably the best thing. Does he even believe me when I tell him I love him? I have to know. It makes me want to cry. ...Just because Kelly and the rest of the world chooses to reject him doesn't mean I am like them. But, more and more he pisses me off. He doesn't believe anything I say. He is the best guy I've ever met. The most interesting. The most wonderful. <sigh> I just don't understand why he decides I am exactly like everyone else. You can't care for me if no one else does. What he should know about me is I hate being a majority. I could be the only person who loves him, finds him attractive, finds him amazing, finds him surprisingly different, but he doesn't care. If I'm not Kelly than he could care less. This kills me. He hasn't told me he loves me in days. Days! That sounds like nothing, but it feels like eternity. It just tears me up. It kills me. I knew I should have kept my guard up and my mouth shut. Fuck this. I am not losing to him. |