Screw This Shit
From Bellybuttonporn
August 29, 2007 My knees ache, a constant reminder of my largest flaw. Not my most major flaw, but my largest. I can't really blame her for not wanting me in return; she's got so much more to choose from. It's just so frustrating to talk to her every day, my feelings growing stronger, knowing that, even as I haven't felt this way for someone in a long time, my feelings will, by necessity, never be returned in kind. I get jealous that she's visiting her boyfriend, but not as jealous as I am when she talks about her new friend. Jack or Jake or something like that. She constantly talks about him, now. I'm certain that when she does eventually break up with her absentee boyfriend, this will be the new guy. And I'll be expected to stand here and watch the whole thing. And why shouldn't I? He's everything I'm not.
Late edit due to questions: This entry is not about super-maybe girl. This is about few hundred miles girl.
