You know, I realy hate Valentine's Day. Hated it when I was in grade school, still hate it now. The reason I hate it, you ask? Well... there's many. Today only added to the list. A girl that I asked out a couple weeks ago told me. "I'll let you know."
I should've realized THEN that it was just a polite way of rejecting me. -_-Xxxxxx
Anyways, today she came in to work and my boss asked her how her DATE went. She had a date today! > sad I swear, if the damn pizza oven hadn't been so loud, the store would've been flooded with the sound of shattering from my heart breaking. I had seen this guy only once or twice, and he and this girl were starting to get serious. So... yah. That got my heart aching again, for the first real time since I broke with my unofficial gf last April.
And it's like... I like her a lot more than she knows. And now, she'll never know, since I'm never going to bother asking her out again, not even if she's available. I know, a lot of people would say, "Don't let it get to you," or "There's more than one fish in the sea," or even "Dude, you can do so much better." But... honestly with as fat as I am (210 lbs, since you simply must know), I don't look good, and therefore can never get the pretty girls to like me unless we talk over the internet, and they don't know what I look like.
And YES, this even goes for a lot of girls on gaia. Many of them wouldn't speak to me if they knew what I looked like. hmph...
So I leave you with this one question: Why even bother trying to find love when all people will do is stab you in the back and stomp on your heart?
So this fat, ugly idiot wonders.
~~Halekyn Steel, 2-14-09
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