The title says it all.
Lonely, Sad, frustrated. That about sums up how i feel today. Men are to blame, so are movies. I feel as tho the movies had made me hope for a fairy tale, something that doesn't exist. There are no happily ever afters. Heartbreak, unhappy marriages, divorce. . . Hurting someone because you're a selfish bastard who doesn't spare anyones feelings but your own. Hurting someone you love by having sex with someone other than the one you claim to love. Love. I don't believe in it. I believe it itself is a fairy tale. I want so desperately to believe that i will be one to have a happily ever after.
I thought about being the girl who could have meaningless sex with any stranger i come across and not feel anything. I couldn't do that.
I thought about being the girl who wouldn't care if her husband/boyfriend were cheating on them with another person and keep him around just for the fear of being alone. I couldn't do that either.
I want a man to love me and only me. I want to love one person, and one person only. I want the guy to come after me, because i fear rejection. I don't want to end up with a broken heart, I've managed to keep the heart break away for a while, but i think i ended up heartbroken anyway.
I want a fairy tale and i blame the movie industry. I just want to be loved.
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I think everyone wants that..and you know, not everyone ends up with the shitty "boy" but a great man..how will you find him if you keep yourself guarded? Alot of men feel the same way about women and they are just as guarded..How do you know you aren't passing up a great man out of fear? Living means pain..but without the pain, there is no joy. Live a little sweet cheeks..It will be worth it in the end..we all have to believe that..cuz if it wasn't, then what's the point of life?
Love's overrated, believe me.
Btw, long time no see blonde one.
OMG MUSTARD!!!! Me and Jess were totally talking about you one day and wondering what happened to you. . . I think my email is on my profile, add me on yahoo or send me an email. . . do something!
Holy crock of shit! Is that really Mustard??? I bet he doesn't remember me anymore since he had NO freakin clue who I was last time I talked to him..pfft..but if you do remember me..Awesome..WELCOME BACK!!!!
Me too, girl..me too.
I actually wrote a post similiar to this on myspace. It was called Fairy Tales Don't Exist.
Hang in there. I feel the exact same way that you do. It totally sucks sometimes.
I thought Mustard died..
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