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unpretty beside her
2000-02-10
"Every time I've ever believed in a happy ending I've gotten severely fucked." - Brenda Chenowith, Six Feet Under
Dastard,
Maybe you know her well enough to like her. Maybe she's in your pathetic little league. Maybe she's nice, loving, gentle, and kind.
I plead inadequacy on all counts. And yeah, don't forget that she's too damn pretty, and I'm the trogdlodyte of the century. (And as if you're a GQ model too.)
Do you like her? Then go for her, shatter me and let me get over you. Hang all those petty excuses, the I-have-no-balls-to-do-it crap. If you like her, go then.
Go ahead, please.
The song goes, "[I'm] nothing but dust on your feet / dying to be born again." Maybe I'm still inexistent. And maybe I should stop wishing.
unpretty beside her - 2000-02-10
high school survey - 2000-02-10
holiday's over - 2004-01-07
goodbye to the sun - 2004-01-21
pasko! paksiw! - 2003-12-14
written by andreavenge + catc