If It Didn't Rain Then There Wouldn't Be Any Flowers

Ahhhhh... Why can't I just let go? I give myself such wonderful advice... Why can't I ever take it? This reminds me of Alice in Wonderland, although I can't quite place why... My, my, my. So many whys and can'ts. You'd think I were confused or something...

"Yes, we're sharing a drink called loneliness, but it's better than drinking alone."

Do boys just say, "You're so awesome, I'd totally date you!" or "You're the most awesome girl that I know. You're sexy, date-able, and perfect. But..." just to make girls feel better? Damnit. I wish those flowers would start sprouting up sometime soon. Like tomorrow, for instance. That'd be great.

Right now, I have this one close friendship that takes precedence over a lot of other things in my life. I keep finding myself being the cheerful one in the relationship, and it's completely fake! I'm usually the depressed and gloomy one, but now I'm finding myself put on a front just to try to keep these two happy. It's so exausting. I've taken that front off once or twice, but then they just think I'm PMSing or something. Damnit. So freaking frustrating. *breaks something*

I like being gloomy. It fits me. I hate being cheerful unless it's 100% genuine.

I wish I could cry.