Is it me?
It is me, isn't it? I was not invited to the prom, I was not told by anyone how pretty I am. Maybe I am not. I suppress my insecurities and do my best not to show them, but when I am at school I feel like the word 'loser'is glued to my forehead and the word 'virgin' to my back. People are not stupid, they can read. There is something wrong with me, or why would I suddenly have a panic attack? Start crying?
Sometimes mr.right is just not good enough... mr. right now is more like it.
I feel like I am not good enough, that everyone can see through me. They see what a pathetic person i really am, how sad is that? I can't even look through a prom magazine without bursting into tears.
the bottom line is that nobody wants to invite a loser like me to the prom....
I am alone alone; alone and it hurts.
The flames on my candle are slowly dying.
I'd rather know what is it like to be in any relationship than not feel the pain of a broken heart, cuz it hurts even more.
Should I consider becoming a nunn?
Don't cry, stop it you hear me? Pull yourself together and tomorrow don't forget to bring your happy face to school.
Damn it!
God ignores me on purpose