(I'm not really mad about this, just sadly resigned.)
Everyone is constantly bombarded by these movies, books, etc. about what the perfect relationship is.
Recently I've been soul-searching, I guess you could say, and I've found that my 'type' is pretty much just someone I consider better than myself, who looks down on me. The last guy I was seriously interested in was a self-admitted total jerk; although he has good moments, they're overshadowed by his almost comical obsession with flirting and getting into a girl's pants and his general teenager-esque stupidity. I liked him because I thought he was worldly and a 'bad boy', and though logically I knew it wouldn't work I kept hoping for two years.
Even my maybe-crush seems out of my reach; elegant, smart, and she knows it.
I'm just tired of wanting the wrong things. Comments () — 5/29/2012 at 4:21 PM — Relationships — Vent It Out! () — I Feel You.. () #1001 —
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