I want someone who’ll sweep me off my feet,
Tell me everything will be okay,
Kiss me like nothing else matters,
A stirring public display.
So at work today…
I called a client who was sending some freight through us, we call to confirm that their stuff will be ready to be picked up by our drivers. I’ve called this particular store quite a lot over the past week and the guy remembers me by name and voice.
Today… he openly flirted with me over the phone and asked to add me on facebook. He sounded really sweet. ^^
Good thing this doesn’t go to facebook. XD
Sometimes I feel…
Like the whole world is against me.
Like everyone I know is somehow hating me behind my back. I watch the way we walk together, talk together, interact. If we get seperated by a concrete pillar walking down a city pathway then I stupidly let it slip from my mind that we were never meant to be friends. A good friend wants to be by your side and if they let a man made structure split their path with you then what kind’ve friend are they?
I know it’s a silly thing to think but that’s the way my mind ticks over.
And I can see the tension and the hate brewing between others, and am doomed to witness it happen not able to do anything to stop it. I hate being in the middle. Being the outsider. I want to be in the thick of things but when I am I’m afraid and immediately run away.
I think there might be something wrong with me. Like my brain was wired the wrong way and everyone else is relatively normal (if normal even exists).
I love, I lose, I weep, I wonder and more importantly, I let life pass me by.
It’s about fucking time I entered the world and stopped being a naive little girl who thinks everything will be fine and hasn’t experienced the hardships of life because she lets it pass her by. I want to live.
I got a feeling…
It’s this feeling inside that’s making me squirm. It’s almost like a thousand miniscule people wielding feather dusters are beating at the lining of my stomach. Is this normal? No. Cut me open and a swarm of butterflies are likely to fly out and dance around our heads.
There’s this dream, that keeps playing over and over in my mind’s eye in waking hours. It’s not my dream but by damn, it should be real.
Strong arms winding around your waist, quotes of a song that you both know. A soft knock at the door interrupting the otherwise happily romantic moment. Being led down a hallway, through the throng of a massive crowd cheering his name. But he only has eyes for you.
It’s that kind of love and adoration we wish we had in real life. We wish we could experience first hand.
For now it’s a rather alarmingly realistic dream. Would it just please come true? For all of us.
Life is like a box of chocolates…
And the box I bought was out of date and mouldy.
Life sucks, people suck, so called friends suck.
I wish I could get out of this house. I just need a job first because apparently to spend time with friends is to spend money. Fuck that. Whatever happened to the good old come sleep over at my place and we’ll watch scary movies together and eat popcorn and gossip all night long? Whatever happened to nice surprises where your friends said, “I’m coming to pick you up! Be ready!” or even just dropped by to say hi and see how you’re going? What about the free things in life? Like, enjoying the sun down at the beach or going to a park and breathing fresh air?
It’s kind’ve like my friends have ditched me for better things. I hate lagging behind. I hate being the one who, if invited, stands on the outside of the group. I’d like to be somebody. I guess only I can do that. I haven’t seen a friend in almost three weeks. Some it’s understandable, but when you hear of people you know who could hang out with you are going out and having fun with other people? It’s a little bit of a slap in the face. =)
It’s all gone down the drain and I feel like I’m drowning.
Thanks life, you suck right about now. =)
