Take me for example: I initially came off as mysterious and stoic initially, to those who were there. Now, everyone knows the truth. Possibly because I've grown as a person enough to realize that is not who I am? At all. I'm a fuckin'-- well, just look at my profile picture. I'm secretly a sweetheart and I'm cute and I have a lot of nice qualities and I just wish people would pay attention to and love me ;__; I have so much to give and no one to give it to goddammit why do you think I dote on people who take the slightest shine to me thrice as hard?
I am a fuckin anime girl.
Sometimes I think it'd be nice to be an anime girl because then I'd have lots of people putting me on their waifu list.
I'd be that one with the
orange-red with a hint of pink colored hair that probably doesn't end up with the protagonist
and has some well-wishing little smile with teary eyes and I tried so hard to be likable but he just wasn't compatible with me and I saw that by the end, and now everybody's flipping tables cursing the show's creators for sticking Tanaka-chan or whomever the fuck with some other girl, the one with the larger assets and exceedingly more anime schoolgirl hairstyle (you know the one, the one with those
side-streamer things). Meanwhile, I, the 32A, am left to watch them go off into the sunset, singular fang showing from an otherwise toothless smile, wondering why the hell I didn't win him over with my cute physicality
or magnetic personality, then going home and being really really sad that I wasn't good enough, I failed, I wasn't
good enough.
I'd date a female version of myself if she didn't look like me. Call me narcissistic but
actually don't I'm fragile really I think what I crave the most is someone who would love me anyway, even once they completely, and I mean
completely, know me inside and out-- they understand where I'm coming from, even for the weird shit I may possibly take to the grave. There'd be no fear of getting to know someone or being rejected or making them upset from stepping on the wrong eggshell, because we would be one and the same, or in the beginning, at any rate. ...maaan that first hug would be the embrace of a lifetime, nigga.
I need to go to bed, now, we're starting to venture into O.T.W.T. territory... I'm most definitely
'sleep deprivation drunk' now.