I talked about going back to Flagler in my last post. Well, I'm here. I'm doing much better than I did the last time - all B's and C's this past semester. Not as well as I had wanted, but better than I had been doing.
I'm back in the same place that I was last year. That I am all the time. It's pathetic really. She wasn't even in a relationship when I met her. I started crushing, hard.
And once again, the someone I wanted wanted a different someone. I'm just tired of being the only one who's alone. All the time. Even the guy who said he wanted me didn't really. I was a momentary convenience to make another girl jealous. I just want to feel desired, worthy.
Even my writing has lost its flair, its pizazz. Maybe that's me now. I am flairless-empty-unlovable-unwanted-undesired-tabula rasa.
