Note to myself: All boys are the same.
written on Wednesday, 20 November 2013 @ 23:52 ♡
Forget all that rubbish about "wanting to drink". I don't know what had gotten into me. I am so dumb. Drinking won't make me feel better and partying certainly won't, either. I think the reason why I felt the need to drink more alcohol was only because I somehow wanted to have fun the easy way. School is just so tiring lately and all I want to do is have a little more free-time without the pressure of having to finish a fucking essay or reading 600 pages of a novel which is boring me to death.
Today I realized something which made me really sad. This guy I used to have a crush on (I think I referred to him as K) and who I thought was so "special", "not like everybody else" and "a good person", he is just like every other guy in my school. I am, too, though, which is kind of disappointing since I always assumed I really was different. But don't we all think that? Anyways, that's another tale to tell. Right now I only want to write about how wrong I was about him.
When we first started to talk, to me, he was the nicest and most perfect person on earth. I had the impression that he was caring, sweet and yes, different. I thought he was perfect and I immediately fell for him.
We texted a lot, like really, a LOT, and I got to know him better, or at least that's what I thought, and I still thought he was flawless. Haha stupid me. Of course in reality he isn't like that.
Lately we've been talking, not just textingwell also texting but u know what i mean, more in school and even outside from school, and I get to see what he's really like. I can't really bring myself to describe his whole character now, since I am still fucking pissed for believing he was such a good guy and everything.
Today I realized something which made me really sad. This guy I used to have a crush on (I think I referred to him as K) and who I thought was so "special", "not like everybody else" and "a good person", he is just like every other guy in my school. I am, too, though, which is kind of disappointing since I always assumed I really was different. But don't we all think that? Anyways, that's another tale to tell. Right now I only want to write about how wrong I was about him.
When we first started to talk, to me, he was the nicest and most perfect person on earth. I had the impression that he was caring, sweet and yes, different. I thought he was perfect and I immediately fell for him.
We texted a lot, like really, a LOT, and I got to know him better, or at least that's what I thought, and I still thought he was flawless. Haha stupid me. Of course in reality he isn't like that.
Lately we've been talking, not just texting