Tuesday, 22 September 2009 21:30
Okay first time I’ve ever written something so personal for eyes other than mine… All I want to say is that I should be happy. I am young, not unattractive (don’t want to sound too vain), very intelligent, have lots of friends who are beautiful happy people who genuinely love me and want me around. And yet I can’t get over this loneliness that seeps through me every night. I’m just about 18, I shouldn’t be worrying about dying alone, should I? I have a whole life ahead of me, plenty of time to meet someone I could open myself up to finally and be myself with, and love them unconditionally and all that lovey-dovey stuff. I should be happy with what I’ve got: a very good scholarship to study at the university of my dreams my dream programme of Communications; as mentioned, a great set of friends; a roof of my head, ability to eat without gaining weight (purely genetic I think) and nice enough clothes. All a teenage girl could want, But it does seem like all a teenage girl really wants is love. Certainly the case here. I’ve never been spoilt for anything, I’ve worked hard and have used my head to get into this ideal place where success is the next stop. But doesn’t it sound strange that a girl my age is already working all she can to claim her dream career when most other girls have only boys on their mind? It does to me. Annoys the hell out of me, because I must live vicariously through my friends, listen to them complain and so on. I would give ANYTHING to have someone want me the way boys seem to want them. Although I don’t like boys. I like men. It’s difficult to meet men when you’re in a school uniform - so I suppose I’ve been waiting finally for this time when I’m finally done with high school and am about to begin university, to maybe try and get my act together and look for a man I might be able to love. It’s just hard when you’ve never been able to let yourself go with anyone before to imagine it. I mean, my teenage years are supposed to be all about experimentation, aren’t they? But it’s never happened for me before. There have been opportunities, trust me, but I always wanted to wait to meet someone I could love before I did anything drastic with them like sex (I’m probably the only virgin left in my circle of friends now I think about it). And now I’m feeling sorry for myself that I’ll never have that whole cliched teenage high school love story shit, when I really brought it on myself. Oh well. I’m hopeful that I’ll find someone soon, though, You can only go so long avoiding and dodging love. That’s what I’ve been doing, despite wanting it so bad. I’ve been looking for the last several years for it but never actually looking at the people around me who had so much potential, just rejecting them. I could be happy right now, I should be, but I’m not. It’s my own doing of course, but still I think I deserve the love aspect of my life to be fulfilled to balance out the fact that my rewards are NOT making me happy. Allowing myself a very selfish moment. I deserve to be happy! And if being happy means being in love, then why shouldn’t I have love? I suppose I just need to learn how to let it happen. I have other issues with why I’m so held-in about letting people close to me. But that’s for another time. So anyway, that’s my rant of the day. I hate love for not being part of my life, but it’s my own fault. Anyone get what I mean? Any sympathetic people out there who can relate to this?

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