I just wish I was good looking. Not like supermodel status or anything, but at least somewhat attractive that people stop and somewhat glance in my direction. I mean, my face is a mess due to the sweat and the fact that I don’t know how to keep the acne under control. I have been resisting the ProActiv way for a long time, but now it seems to make more sense as the days go by. To be honest, I just wish I had a nice body with moderately sculpt abs and a nicely toned body. It will never happen thanks to my Gingerness getting in the way. I feel like what I lack in the looks department, I make up for in the intelligence and caring aspects of life. I rarely am sad and am always prepared for the worst, no matter what it be. Anyways, I am just rambling now. I think it’s more or less the wanting someone to love me and just be mine. It will never happen, but it’s fun to dream right? Whatever. Dreams are dreams and never become reality, unless you are the luckiest son of a bitch on the face of the earth. I am far from it, so single forever will just have to do.
Posted on Thursday, 22 March 2012