"Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours."
This quote perfectly sums up the last week of my life, especially tonight. I am not a concept. I won't make your problems go away, I'm not the answer to what it is you think you're missing. You are in no way entitled to me or my affection or whatever it is you want from me. Crushes are so easy to get swept in, I know; theyre exciting and fresh and they're great, especially if you genuinely get along with the person and the connection isn't a figment of your imagination. But just because you can banter and laugh or talk, doesn't mean things will go that way-- or that they should-- or that whoever feels the same way about you.
Sometimes I forget that when I talk to guys, there's potential for them to feel something for me. Usually I end up in the friend category, which I don't mind at all, some of my best and most loyal friends are guys-- but then I let my guard down and I am myself almost completely, and then this happens.
I don't want to hurt anyone. I've tried to be straight up with everyone as far as my feelings go...
But apparently that doesn't work?
I care about you, I do. I really do. But this whole night has just been... irritating. And I don't have anything else to say.
I'm sorry that I don't feel the same way, and that there are others out there who feel the same way about me that you do. But I owe you all nothing, except my friendship. And that's all I'm capable of giving to you. Either accept it and take it, or forget it and leave it be. But lord, don't go out of your way to make me feel bad or guilty.
The heart wants what the heart wants, and unfortunately, that doesn't work out for any one of us sometimes.
