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Usually I wouldn't start a thread like this but I'm feeling really pissed right now and I had to vent. So put up with it for god's sake, it's only a forum thread. Why do people get so sensitive about such things?
Every day, for the last few months I've been thinking about this guy. Now maybe you don't know this but I'm afraid of getting friendzoned so I keep putting off asking him out.
So today I decided to try anyway. I mean, the worse he could do is tell me my hair smells... or that we can't date because I don't have a car to pick him up. Seems mundane enough, right? Well how wrong I was!
Such is the plight of the gifted! I started by flicking my hair around and getting his attention then walked up to him to ask the question. Just as I was going to, this dumb blonde bimbo bitch cockblocked me, shoved me aside and went on to flirt with him.
Well normally that wouldn't pull me off but what really threw me off was that the guy seemed to like it... and within minutes they were cuddling and all that. It made me really uncomfortable now I feel really bad about the whole thing. I mean he is the love of my life, he just doesn't know it yet!
How about I cut the chase and say why this is still bothering me so much? Because other guys are still hitting on me and I don't like it. I feel like I should be loving all the attention but all I can think of is my sweetheart. I feel like I'm being used for my emotions. It's not my fault!
On a last note, being in love is so hard. Why must love tear us apart like this? Of course, I could use this as inspiration for my fantasy novel trilogy but GRRRRRRRRR it looks like I have writer's block right now. I hate writer's block. HATE HATE HATE. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR