So it's Friday night, I decide for the hell of it to drive into town.
I grab my keys and go in alone. I cruise around, find a parking space, get out and walk around. It's around 10 o 'clock. I'm feeling pretty shitty, I'm checking out the pubs, clubs, just kind of wandering, watching people have fun and all that. I'm just drifting around the place. I feel so lonely, all I wanted was someone, anyone to just approach me and say something, I dunno, fresia.
I didn't even want to run into anyone I knew really, it'd be just a drag. I just wanted to talk to someone new. I'm pretty shy so I wouldn't just start chatting to a random girl in a pub or anything. I'm too much of a pussy for that, even though I wish I had the confidence to. I think movies and tv have ruined me to be honest, I keep waiting for my dream girl to just pop up out of nowhere, It's absolutely ludicrious. I keep waiting for these moments, these moments I've fantasized about, where you make eye contact, have a connection that compells you to approach eachother and boom, you live happily ever after. I'm just too bloody cowardly to hit on girls, it's unbelievable, I just freeze up around them, it's absurd. I mean what the fresia is wrong with me? I try pumping myself up when I see a girl I like at a party or something, but I just can't do it. Everytime I tell myself "just go up to her, jesus it's not that difficult, JUST DO IT!", but I can't.
So anyways, it's around midnight when I feel like the night is over for me, not like it ever started. I have a last little wander about, then make my way to the car. I cross the bridge and stop to look down on the river. I feel like just jumping in, get a little attention from people or something, I dunno, I just don't know. So another fruitless friday evening. I feel so frustrated with myself. But it's not with this friday night, it's pretty much every night I go out. I'm too bloody cowardly to hit on girls, it's unbelievable, I just freeze up around them, it's absurd. I mean, in my head every other jackass I see will have a girl by the end of the night, it's probably not true but I can't help thinking it. Ah I sound so pathetic, I'm sorry.
Anyway, If you actually read this self-pity tosh, thanks. Really.
I don't want any advice or anything I just wanted to blow of some steam or something. Anyway I'd love to hear those kind of stories from people, and if you do better than my sorry ass. Thanks.
I'm just lonely.
I grab my keys and go in alone. I cruise around, find a parking space, get out and walk around. It's around 10 o 'clock. I'm feeling pretty shitty, I'm checking out the pubs, clubs, just kind of wandering, watching people have fun and all that. I'm just drifting around the place. I feel so lonely, all I wanted was someone, anyone to just approach me and say something, I dunno, fresia.
I didn't even want to run into anyone I knew really, it'd be just a drag. I just wanted to talk to someone new. I'm pretty shy so I wouldn't just start chatting to a random girl in a pub or anything. I'm too much of a pussy for that, even though I wish I had the confidence to. I think movies and tv have ruined me to be honest, I keep waiting for my dream girl to just pop up out of nowhere, It's absolutely ludicrious. I keep waiting for these moments, these moments I've fantasized about, where you make eye contact, have a connection that compells you to approach eachother and boom, you live happily ever after. I'm just too bloody cowardly to hit on girls, it's unbelievable, I just freeze up around them, it's absurd. I mean what the fresia is wrong with me? I try pumping myself up when I see a girl I like at a party or something, but I just can't do it. Everytime I tell myself "just go up to her, jesus it's not that difficult, JUST DO IT!", but I can't.
So anyways, it's around midnight when I feel like the night is over for me, not like it ever started. I have a last little wander about, then make my way to the car. I cross the bridge and stop to look down on the river. I feel like just jumping in, get a little attention from people or something, I dunno, I just don't know. So another fruitless friday evening. I feel so frustrated with myself. But it's not with this friday night, it's pretty much every night I go out. I'm too bloody cowardly to hit on girls, it's unbelievable, I just freeze up around them, it's absurd. I mean, in my head every other jackass I see will have a girl by the end of the night, it's probably not true but I can't help thinking it. Ah I sound so pathetic, I'm sorry.
Anyway, If you actually read this self-pity tosh, thanks. Really.
I don't want any advice or anything I just wanted to blow of some steam or something. Anyway I'd love to hear those kind of stories from people, and if you do better than my sorry ass. Thanks.
I'm just lonely.
