| hey, time to update yes? i think so.
hi.
why do i even bother with xanga, you know? like, i only post every few days anyway, and it's never anything profound or even vaugly interesting. am i really that disallusioned to think that anyone really gives a crap about what i say, or better yet, what i don't say? does anyone catch hidden messages i sometimes leave for certain people in these meager posts? my existance is so depressing. and all this honorary title music isn't helping my mood, okay? okay.
maybe a rant will halp. i want a boyfriend so bad right now. so so so bad. i miss having someone, anyone to depend on. to call. i miss having stability. will i ever get it again? will i ever find someone to listen to me, to cross oceans for me? god, please send me a boy to love. please send me someone who will treat me right, romanticize me. please? i see so many people who are so happy. erica and sam (gosh, bless you guys, you're so good for eachother.) steph and paco (you guys too...<3 you both.). can i help but be jealous? no, i can't. makes me want to cry on days like these. i want someone who is wild and spontaneous and simply crazy over me, yo uknow? i want it more than i have ever wanted breath in my lungs or blood in my viens. and with every single tear that falls from these blue eyes, i want it even more. there's a bit of pathetic-ness for you today, folks. enjoy.
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Rath Roiben: Oh my Lord I just wrote this big long comment and the fucking submit button lead me to the page of fatal errors. Fuck xanga.
Grr.
I guess my point was that you're beautiful, smart, amazing, tallented, and very near perfect... No way in hell will the boy who's meant for you pass you by. You just have to wait for him, and who knows? He could be already in your life right now.
Chin up, beautiful.
Oh, I also mentioned in my deceased comment that I would marry you. =P
(gosh i love you, steph.) |