deadcells
I hate intellectuals
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everyday, from morning to midnight, my mind creates thousands of scenarios with a girl i once saw back in high school, i never ever approached her back then as i knew id just creep her out nor even have any idea who she is. ive only observed her several times. she wasnt some popular bitch or anything, she was emo but not like a dyke with colored hair. i didnt even notice anyone talk to her, not even any male orbiters, and she was mostly on her phone. i wouldnt know if she was texting pretty boy chad online but i didnt see any type of texting motion from her hands ever, so i assume not. i didnt really have much to do back then in school so it was either look at her if she was ever around or at my phone. id say she was very pretty and far superior to any bitch i ever saw back then.
as of the couple months of late, ive been stuck in deep thought of what could have been, and daydreaming of me and her together, all the cutesy shit we could have done, all theoretical conversations we could have had. i talk to a mental image of her by accident many times and have to smack the back of my head constantly. when i am in bed, i cant even fucking sleep because she is there and i just imagine us sleeping together, kissing even.
i dont even know anymore, ive been losing sleep alot, contributing to my plausible mental degeneration. sleep pills do jack shit. i just wonder if i ever approached if she would like me over and over and over. the answer is plain obvious but i feel like if i could ever go back in time, and get rejected with everyone laughing at me, it would be better than this.
as of the couple months of late, ive been stuck in deep thought of what could have been, and daydreaming of me and her together, all the cutesy shit we could have done, all theoretical conversations we could have had. i talk to a mental image of her by accident many times and have to smack the back of my head constantly. when i am in bed, i cant even fucking sleep because she is there and i just imagine us sleeping together, kissing even.
i dont even know anymore, ive been losing sleep alot, contributing to my plausible mental degeneration. sleep pills do jack shit. i just wonder if i ever approached if she would like me over and over and over. the answer is plain obvious but i feel like if i could ever go back in time, and get rejected with everyone laughing at me, it would be better than this.





