I don’t like…
to look at myself in a mirror. I don’t like to look at all the flaws and insecurities i know about. BUT.
it motivates me to change.
it makes me want to work harder.
it makes me want to be better.
Watching the sun go down beyond the horizon never gets old, never makes me turn and find something better. The hazy red-orange hue always astounds me. If only I could capture every one I’ve ever witnessed…
You…
…are really strange! why on earth would you think i didn’t want you to talk to me?! i can’t believe you would even think that!! (>.<) i mean yes, i completely ignored you more than once, but that’s what YOU wanted, you dummy!
What’s on your mind?
I don’t know what you think about, what you ponder or wonder of. But I do know what I think about. I think about you. A lot. Actually, it’s probably fairly strange how often I think of you. How many times I recall something that we’d done together. And I also think about many other things. Like how the world could be, what could be done to make everyone happier. Not saying that I have power to do any of it, I don’t have the motivation or experience to do much on the “save the world” scale. In fact I barely have the will power to say to you what I want to say. For example, that I care deeply about you. I like listening to your cheesy jokes and nonchalant attempts at making me laugh.
is it odd to wish i could do that?
averyd asked: ALEX!!!!! What's your favorite food?.. and why?
wellllll…. hmmm SUPER tough question! :P prolly bananas!!! they’re really great. and because…. they’re sweet and they give you energy too.
day uno
what i think about my handwriting?… hmmmm….
i think that it varies. a lot. when i’m being creative it’s cursive and slanty, the letters are exaggerated, with tall upper case and very small lower case. However, usually it’s print with cursive “r”s and “s“‘s… either way, i usually like it, if i don’t notice how illegible it is. :)
Misunderstandings….
happen all the time. i’ve unsuccessfully re-typed this same thing a few times now, so i’m gonna make it pretty short. there’s a boy i’ve fallen for who thinks i was only using him for sex, thus he won’t speak to me. T.T are all guys this stupid? i went out of my way to see him, brought him things he liked, put up with his cuddling (i cannot sleep with someone’s arms around me, it’s suffocating), and i thought we were doing great. Apparently, from all that, he thought i only wanted him for sex! ME!? i never go out of my way to do something unless it’s important! All the time i would say that i only liked him for his *appendage*… because i was trying to convince myself that i wasn’t falling for anything! >:C the truth is, that i really wanted to be his girl. why do things like this happen?!
*screeeeeeaaaaammmmmm*
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