How I see myself...

I think I'm always that one girl who never gets the guy. Always losing. But putting up a good fight. Afterwards thinking "Damn, you sunk my battleship!"

Everyone thinks I'm indestructible. The girl who never flinches, the girl who always has a smile on her face, the girl who's gone through nothing, the girl who has no scars. And I don't want to live behind a wall of laughter and smiles anymore. I want people to understand me, I want people to understand how hard it is to deal with all this crap and still be expected to be happy. Why can everyone else just fall apart, while I have to keep it all together?

I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth.

I always fall for that one guy who is so out of reach but still close enough to make it hurt.

I dont understand why Cupid was chosen to represent Valentine's Day. When I think about romance, the last on my mind is a short, chubby toddler coming at me with a weapon.