Sick

I'm done wasting my time on something that was never meant to be in the first place.
Done waiting on you, waiting on your feelings. You say you could like me, but you don't know? You say I have "potential", but to me, you don't. You did, but not anymore. So you better get your shit together, it's either you do or not. If you do, you're wasting my time; I know you can't be for real. If you don't, it doesn't matter to me. Waiting on you is like waiting on the world to change. Hopeless. It doesn't even matter. A few years from now, I'll look back and won't even remember how you look like, let alone how you made me feel. You'll just be another guy in my book of failed infatuation. Ugh, you make me sick.

Reasons Why I Hate Men

Men. Men. Men. Men?...

1. They don't get periods.
2. They don't bloat.
3. They call you fat when you do bloat.
4. They don't get mother freaking cramps.
5. They're not the ones with blood shooting out of their cooch.
6. They don't experience the urge to lowlife on food for a week (maybe some do...)
7. They're not getting wedgies from pads or uncomfortableness from tampons.
8. And NO, sticking a tampon up "there" is NOTHING like losing your virginity.
9. Men don't get the icky feeling of bleeding down there.
10. I mean, they get boners from outta nowhere sometimes, but it's not like they don't enjoy it.
11. Men don't get killer back pains that make you wanna shoot your brains out.
12. They complain when you ask them for the simplest favors like, "Could you run to the store to get me some pads?"
13. They say "You've lost your mind" when you bitch about them not doing you favors.
14. HAHA! Here's the killer-they STILL won't do it.
15. They still expect dinner on the table at the appointed time.
16. Even if you're on your period, that doesn't stop men from being horny at bedtime.
17. They get "sexually frustrated" when you say no. HAHAHA.
18. Men don't have to constantly check if they bled through something.
19. And no matter what men say, NO! Women do not get their periods because they "deserve it".

Sneaky

WHAT
A
STALKER

Binnie told me!:

"Hey Tiffany!"
"Hey _______!"
"WHY CAN'T YOU LOVE ME?! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO?!"
"Um... I'm married..."
"Oh, that's cool. How was your morning?"

HAHAHAHA BIPOLAR SON OF A BISH WOULD SAY THAT!

Falling In Again

Just when I think I've finally forgotten you, you pop up in my mind. Just when I think I've gotten out of the whole, you make me fall in again. What am I supposed to do? Ignore your sweet talk and totally forget you ever existed? Hah, if only it were that easy. You make me wanna be more than I am. Better. But you tear me down for it. Is it worth it? You say you miss me, and then you diss me. Keeps me up still late at night, missing you.

Speedy

I've been told that I'm the kind of person that doesn't regard feelings of others all so often. I'm the kind of person that gets in, gets out, then moves on. I've been told I'm the kind of "non-stick" mess. I'm not clingy; in fact, I really don't give a shit. Hahaha. I don't know, I guess it's true. Whatever.

Knew Things Wouldn't Last

I've had a change of heart. So quickly at that too, but I don't feel guilty.
I guess I accept myself.

Reminisce

I think it was yesterday when I remembered something I had forgotten about a long time ago. I don't know; just thinking about it made me immensely happy, even though at the time I was in a lot of pain. I guess I'm just glad that I made it out okay and I'm happy to be where I am in life right now.


I'm not going to expect too much to happen for the last remaining weeks of summer vacation. I'll just take things as they come. If it happens, it does. If not, it doesn't. But in my opinion, LDRs are never good.

No Need for Words

You don't need to say anything. I already know where I stand. And I'm okay with it. I'm just sorry I couldn't be who you wanted me to live up to be.

Emotional Rollercoaster

I hate this emotional rollercoaster I'm on. I wish I would make up my mind already. It's such a simple "yes or no" question. The worst thing is, I never meant to hurt people in the process. I feel horrible. No one deserves the shit I give out. I don't like keeping secrets from the people that matter to me the most. I just don't know how to say what I need to say. But saying what I need also requires knowledge of what I want. I need to figure out what I want, and from then on, only can I say what I need. But things are so hard. My heart is all over the place and I don't know how to keep everyone and myself happy. I can't tell who's being serious and who's playing with my feelings. I guess I shouldn't expect too much of anything. Afterall, expectations need care. And I shouldn't bring myself to care too much...

Rules for Men

1. The Female always makes The Rules.

2. The Rules are subject to change at any time without prior notification.

3. No Male can possibly know all The Rules.

4. If the Female suspects the Male knows all The Rules, she must immediately change some or all of The Rules.

5. The Female is never wrong.

6. (If the Female is wrong, it is because of a flagrant misunderstanding which was a direct result of something the Male did or said wrong.)

7. (If Rule 6 applies, the Male must apologize immediately for causing the misunderstanding.)

8. The Female can change her mind at any given point in time.

9. The Male must never change his mind without express written consent from the Female.

10. The Female has every right to be angry or upset at any time.

11. The Male must remain calm at all times, unless the Female Wants him to be angry or upset. 12. The Female must under no circumstances let the Male know whether or not she wants him to be angry or upset.

13. The Male is expected to mind read at all times.

14. The Male who doesn't abide by The Rules, can't take the heat, lacks a backbone, and is a wimp.

15. Any attempt to document The Rules could result in bodily harm.

16. At no time can the Male make such comments as "Insignificant" and "Is that all?" when the Female is complaining.

17. If the Female has PMS, all The Rules are null and void!

The Ugliest Thing

It's normal for a stranger to hurt you, for they know not of you. It's hideous if your best friend turns against you, for trust is easy to start with and hard to get back. However, the most ugly thing is when sisters become enemies.

How can someone with the same blood flowing through you choose a stranger over you?

Sisters are supposed to...
Have late night conversations about boys.
Paint each other's nails.
Do each other's hair.
Share dolls.
Play house.
Have tea parties.

You always say, "You're so vain. So conceited and full of yourself." I'm a girl. Maybe God gave you the wrong body. Because of you, I feel so stupid and vain. So conceited, I try not to look in the mirror when I leave the house. I try not to care. When I see my other friends, I feel accepted. I feel normal because they do the same things I do. They wake up early in the morning to get ready. They wear different shoes everyday. Their hair looks different. I'm just a girl. But I feel so full of myself everytime I look in the mirror because you say, "Fuck, you're hideous enough, are you fucking ready to leave? How much more hideous can you get?"
I do it myself.

I can control boys easily.
I do my own nails
My own hair.
Hitting me on the head with your bouncy ball.
Breaking the body parts off my Barbies and taunting me.
Can you blame me if I'd rather not pretend to get shot in the head by your invisible gun?

You're my sister, not my brother. The ugliest thing is, you make me wish I was less of who I am, and more of who I'll never be. Something I can never be.

The Lesson Never Learned

It happens all the time; it happens to everyone. Don't you just hate it when you build up expectations for something that you've been looking forward to? Disappointing when it doesn't make it standard, isn't it? I always tell myself to stop caring so much.
CARING=EXPECTATIONS=FAILING=DISAPPOINTMENT
I never learn my lesson from this equation. I guess I'm only human, for this is expected.
If so, I wish I weren't human.