So much to do !

I have like no strength left for this year . All the IB assessments , exams , dramas , heart breaks , problems  and other issues just had to be dealt with. Sounds like a teenager but yea it pretty much is. I guess ..its not easy being a teenager …

I feel like sitting there and just staring at a black wall and just crying my heart out. It doesnt feel right to be growing up into a women. I still wanna be a little girl.I have so many thigns on my plate ..well probably everyone has alot. I haven’t applied to any uni’s … havent filled  CAS forms , havent finished studing any subjects, havent sucssed in any of things i took up this year. So  yea i feel like a loser.

I’m so over this one person ..and u knw what he can go fuck himself to the wall .

So over everything .

x

Just Wrong !

I have to stop proving myself to be such a loser! I think – I try to hard to be loved by him. I make every effort that I can from my side. I would even draft my text messages but the replies always disheartened me. I’m such a fool … I have made myself believe that I’m actually important to him, but its not even true. He doesn’t give a fuck. I mean his right at his place. It’s me who’s making up this entire story and telling I no body loves and all. Well I cant help it..I’m just so very insecure I don’t know why, its just crazy to feel how I feel. All of a sudden it seems so wrong to be ME !

I’m depressed.

Yet again , Mohit chuhan sings another brilliant song.

FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE WRONG GUY !

Spotting this one guy between millions

Thinking about him all the time

Imagining him being the father of your perfect kids

Sleepless nights

You even wake up with his thoughts

Every song can now relate to him

You think his the one

Your gonna drop dead the moment he starts talking

You start taking care of yourself even do your nail now for Christ’s sake

You practically start stalking him,

You know his number even thou he hasn’t given it to you

Make a point to add him on face book, hi5, and wherever he has an account

Even know his car number

About his family

You know his favourite colour

All of a sudden all the boxes of the Mr. Right starts to fill in with his name.

His god … now.

No one can possibly say anything bad about him. Because you feel it will be an insult to you. You protect that imaginary relationship you have.

After sometime you ask yourself.

And exactly does he know about you, pretty much nothing.

Then slowly you start realizing…Shit! His NOT THE ONE!

But before you even know it …its too late, you deeply in love with a Stranger. Thinking his your Mr. Right. But we women fail to realise that there is no Mr. right! The sooner we accept this fact, then sooner women will stop being so miserable about men issues.

I’m really in a bad situation . . . I wish I could be important to someone out there.