Can't... stop... laughing...
Here's the deal: I don't like wallowing in self-deprecation/pity, but when I get upset sometimes it comes out anyhow. About the only thing that gets me angsty are the obscenely rare matters of my heart. Everything else essentially either makes me laugh or pisses me off.
And if you must know, I'd fallen in love with a girl I'd known all of my life (though known isn't a good term to use until two years ago, since we were friends by default since my parents knew her parents (which is also the only way I'd prolly get to know women anyhow)), and went down to Maryland to visit her where she lives, thinking (in an absurdly foolish manner), that she cared for me enough to do more than say "Alas, if things were different, we could have dated." But I was wrong, and upset because I'd misread what she had been saying and had been pouring all of this energy into the situation that turned out to be a COMPLETE FUCKING WASTE. Like I said, you give and you give and you give, and the other person doesn't get it or care enough to acknowledge you for it. But I bowed out gracefully and for good (we're very good friends (Whee
)). So now I'm back to deciding that despite efforts of my heart to persuade me otherwise, being bitter, cynical, and alone and not bothering with the whole dating/seduction/whatever mess is the better option for a person like me (borderline social anxiety disorder with any women I might have a chance with, nice guy, INTP, etc.).
Are you happy now?
Edit: I can write some good angsty poetry, but most of mine is multifacited and usually focuses on actual angst and not whiney emo/goth "I'm sad that I'm flying" stuff. And Rhubs, that's still too fucking hilarious for mere words to describe, but I'm going to try anyway. It's like if you impaled a 10 year old that's been kicking the back of my seat on the bus inbetween throwing up and whining to his fawning mother about how he doesn't get enough toys, kicked a yip dog, used a corpse as a marionette to describe flight lessons to, read Catch-22, Much Ado About Nothing, Calvin and Hobbes, and got injected with the Joker's laughing gas while talking to Seanbaby, building a mousetrap that uses thumbtacks and a baby, and getting a bunch of friends to riff a bad movie MST3K style with you all at once.
This post has been edited by Slade: 07 July 2005 - 02:45 AM