The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on,
Tell me
Is this the end?

you can spend years building up the perfect image, repairing your self-esteem and finally feeling that you're indeed good enough. until you see him again, and he exposes all your insecurities and blows apart your image. and once again you're back to your insignificant 16-year-old self

and then you wonder. who is anybody to make you feel less worthy of yourself? of all people, THIS ONE? (cue snort of laughter). let's count the reasons shall we? he's not exactly good looking (despite being charismatic, i'd give credit), he's not nice (let's face it) and he's not funny either (and i've seen not funny. i hang around Good Friend don't i? HAHA JOKING.) and most importantly, he makes me feel like crap. (to quote many people, a "jackass") seems like a pretty clear choice doesn't it

all the lingering feelings or whatever? that's just the younger and immature self talking. the 16 year old person who is too damn stupid to know any better and puts him on a pedestal.

i don't need to be stuck in this rut, and i will not be.

lovely day isn't it everybody? weather's fantastic. i just wished i don't actually have to study FM.