Reasons Why I am Single.

See let me just be the first to confirm for people who didn't know this: I am single. If you did know that, fuck you for knowing me, but if you didn't know that; get your head out of your ass. There are SO many reasons why I am single. The obvious reason, I'm just butt ugly and self-concious about my...body. But I mean...I am a fun person...if you want to eat a Snack-Pack and watch Glee with me then sure, ya. People though can't expect to be something I'm not, people can't expect me to be a slut cause I had large...ish...breasts. People expect me to be a wanna be wizard from Hogwarts cause I have read the entire Harry Potter series over a hundred time. Well one I am a fucking wizard, GRIFFINDOR. Thought I should get that out of the way. Though it's like I'm sorry I'm not a fucking Victoria Secrets model. Sorry I'm not going to show you my tits, how about a nice long hug instead? You know, in relationships I have a lot to offer. You know the only way to my backyard is through my room. I have a backdoor which people are like ERMEHGERD JELLY when I just see it as the place where my cats will scratch it at 3 in the morning and I have to let my cats out...so I'm pretty much the most boring person.

I guess its just I like watch to much Glee or Pretty Little Liars or whatever which teen romance and they like are so in love and when I was in eighth grade, I was determined to have a boyfriend that I would have for four years, ALL through high school...I want to slap her. In high school, freshmen guys don't mature. If you find a boyfriend in high school and you are with him all through high school, congrats and I'm sorry you had to deal with his ignorant jokes and stuff...boys are stupid sometimes. They're some great guys out there...but they aren't really the best. I guess now I am at the point in my life where I'm like oh there is a cute guy and I think about if we were in a relationship or something. After I'm done with my fantasy relationship day dreaming...fantasy thing, I think about how our relationship would be like in reality...lasting for like one to two months...he would comment on my breasts a lot...the usual. Then it is like I don't want to have a relationship with him...or any guy for the matter. No I am not "coming out" of the closet which I was never in, cause I am NOT a lesbian, but it is like all freshmen guys are the same. They will tell you you are pretty and then hold your hand and come to your house and just hang out with you and make you feel so special, then you guys actually go out and it is like a bombshell. I guess I'm done with guys now...I don't want to have a relationship with a guy that is just going to be interested in sex and talk about sports ALL THE TIME.

I think couples are cute. I am like one of those people that sees a couple, they don't even need to be doing anything, they can be ugly for all I care, but I automatically dub them as cute. I'm serious. There is this couple at my school which makes other students want to vomit in there mouth, while I am just standing there just like AWWWWWW. Then I go into my head and intimidate myself.

"Daisy what the hell are you doing?"
"Bitch you made a promise!"
"See guys like skinny girls, go workout and get fit, then you'll be a girl stud."
"Okay Daisy, you worked out, no one likes you still. That's okay. Just try again."
"Oh there is that cute boy, have sex with him and-wow you slut you actually thought about that!"
"There goes your ex boyfriend...wave at him and act normal. Hey asshole...could have done better."
"Who am I kidding? Your fucking hot! Someone just complimented on your looks...it was your sixty year old science teacher but...fuck fuck fuck fuck."
"If you were in a relationship, he would get an eye exam and realized WHAT he was dating...you sicko. Just die."
"You are talking to yourself in the middle of the hallway and people are staring...enjoy your life with cats you fatty."

Note this is all in the course of like five minutes...or like one...and I have this look on this face O_O...the look like you have just seen a ghost...this happens around four times a day...seven if I'm lucky.

It is like I am constantly fighting over myself about guys...my mind wants me to not to date. FEMINIST! Then my heart is like, he is so cute just date him, he won't be a douche bag I promise. It's like I am listening to my heart over my mind...and it makes me feel like I am a sixth grader again and no. Sixth grade sucked emotionally so no. And physically....NO. It's like Daisy...get your head out of your arse and get with the program. Plus a guy will like you for you, your appearance will be a plus. He won't mind that you like to post on your blog about your life while listening to One Direction and you rather wear sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt for the rest of your life instead of skinny jeans and a tight shirt. He won't mind that you like to pretend your British and you say arse instead of ass cause it seems cool in your head but then your best friend Zoe is all like, "Daisy...this is an intervention." He won't mind that you are just you, hope that one of the seven billion people in the world will appreciate this...awkward.