Let's be for reals here... We all hate Mondays, but my hatred for this day of the week has probably grown by a lot. I mean, I told my crush that I liked him and he never replied to my last text , plus I'm so awkward to top it off. I want to cry my eyes out...and I'm ugly when I cry.
However, with all that said and done, I have been freaking out all day to see him, and sadly he was not even here in class today. I was making a mental picture of this event in my head that was strategically planned out how everything was going to happen when I next saw him. Like he's not even here, wow how eventful!
I mean what I wanted all these past few days is a simple response. Such as: "Sorry I don't feel the same way." Or at least something. Fuck everything on days like this, where you don't get the shit you want.
It's understandable that he does not want to talk to me, or even see me . But how could he flirt with me all those times before in the past four months, and then when I tell him that I like him he completely avoids me. He has to become this dick that doesn't care about how I feel.
But at the same time he still follows me on twitter and also reads my snapchat stories for fun. Like what the fuck is wrong with him. He can happily do all that other shit but he's not going to respond to me at all. Wow, what a man he claimed himself to be. I'm just lost for words, if he's going to do this shit then fine, fuck him.
But I'm not going to lie, I still like him a lot. And that may be the problem I have personally, which would be letting things go. As much as I want to stop thinking about this cute Plaid. I just can't, I have way to many hormones in my body and also I'm pretty blind at this point. As this school day is about to end I'm still thinking about Plaid and just hoping underneath a fig tree (The Bell Jar reference) that he will respond to me.
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