Guy+Me=DISASTER.

I know you can tell by the title...you think I'm desperate. I don't consider myself desperate...I mean yeah, I have my flaws. Like...I make really creepy faces in photos that my friends take consisting my tongue sticking out and me forcing a double chin upon my...one chin? See for yourself: You wanna know the embarrassing part about this photo? My mom took it AND posted it on her instagram and Facebook. I should stop making the face like forever and save myself from humiliation, but I can honestly say that when people ask to take a picture of me, I smile and then they look at me like "Do the face!"...it doesn't make me feel good believe me.

Though we are not here to talk about my face, that is not the topic. The topic is just me with relationships. I am though an awkward person, I do get jealous of people who have relationships. Well, I mean. I guess when I had my first boyfriend in sixth grade, it was like take a shot of herion. Everybody knows who you are when your in a committed relationship, even if it was like an awkward...first...time....needless to say. You don't even have to kiss the guy in order to be popular. You just need know that when you walk down the halls at middle school with your "boy-toy" holding you around his arms, people notice. Then, it just doesn't work after that. People don't notice you. You go down the halls and you are no longer the queen around the king's arms. You are literally Anne Boleyn's severed head. Your useless. No offense, but I mean, I know people would pay thousands maybe millions for Anne's head but...no one did back then. She was back then useless...like me.

I guess you can say I am a recovering addict, I mean with relationships. It's not like I will date anybody, but if I see someone cute or I have liked them forever or whatever, I have to make them like me and date me! It's seriously disturbing. I don't admit it rarely, but it's the absolute truth. I will seriously pulled strings for them. I mean...how do I put this. Well, I try to friend-zone my crushes for a while. Hell, for my last boyfriend, friend-zoning him was just chatting with him on Facebook asking if he will be my husband. He said yes if your wondering. I don't know, I guess I then pull all the strings I have to do until they feel an intimate connection towards me. TO be frank, I am not a slut. Seriously! I know it seems like I am but I don't think a there for slut wears glasses and has braces...and also is wearing a Rolling Stones sweater with plaid pajama pants...let's be honest, it's my favorite thing to wear around my house. Those are my lazy clothes. I am though not a slut; but a prepster...is that worse?...nah.

But maybe if you got the time to know me...you'll like me. I feel as if I meet a guy who is cute and so called "the-one", I have change for this guy. I'm tired of changing. I don't want to be someone is not who they are. Just like the girls at my school, they wear these tight-ass dresses and literally paint themselves orange and wear their eyeliner all the way up to their ears. They wear huchy lipstick and they look fake. FAKE. I'm sorry if you are like this, but do you like wearing this? I'm sorry, but you look like the little girls on Toddlers and Tiaras. Is that you? Do guys really like it? They might say they do because they fantasize about having interactions with J-Woww and Snooki in their spare time, but they know you, therefore they don't like this. I feel as if someone from my school who does this will read this and pick on me the next day...hey...gurl...you look...nice.

As you can see, I'm a recovering relationship addict with so much baggage. Hope someone will deal with me. Thumbs up for safety.