Sometimes I wonder...
I shared something with this person recently. I told that person what I felt about something, just bits and pieces not everything. Because I was kinda like testing the water or some shit like that, after the original slam. Bam! I got shot down. It's like everything that happens to me is not possible. It's like as if everything I'm excited about is nothing but bullshit. Granted, I don't have that person's looks or whatever... Can't that person just atleast not put me down so much. Okay, so someone's interested.. he's desperate. Look, I bought this new top.. Bah that kinda thing can be made at home or bought at the side of the street. How the hell is all that supposed to make me feel? I could go on and on.. but I'd rather not.
Should I be feeling sad? Should I be pissed off? Actually, I'm both. I'm at a point that I don't give a flying crap about it. I don't even know why I bothered to do or say anything anymore. The worst part is, I don't have anyone to share all this with. I don't want to start bawling infront of people, and I certainly don't want to sound like a bitch ratting on someone I've known all my life. Maybe I'm taking it the wrong way.. but could that person atleast pretend to be happy for me?