The rantings of being a stupid, and self-concious Woman.
I swear...sometimes...I act silly, and think in silly stupid ways that maybe five hundred other teenage girls and women have thought of. Like for example...my significant other...or rather person I am deeply in love with and am I very comfortable with is following this girl on Tumblr. For some reason I find the need to freak out about this. Because, shes always saying all these nice slightly flirty things to him like " oh, your such a sweetheart" and blah blah blah. And, apparently she posts all these personal things on Tumblr and even has a FAQ page and all these separate things about her. And, its like...wow you find that interesting? All she is doing is basically keeping an online diary...ON TUMBLR, where thousands of people can look and see what the fuck she does her personal life. I do this on here. I don't need to do it on a site which would attract ten thousand people to read about my life. People don't read this. Except for the said person I am in love with, and Rosie.
But, I digress in my obvious jealousy of beauty of this random chick. Obviously these are stupid thoughts, and I shouldn't be thinking them, entertaining them, having them. Because, their useless to my existence and only ever upsets the person I love(and me) because I know he loves me and thinks I am much more pretty,interesting, and awesome then some random English girl on Tumblr who updates about her life. But, sometimes I can't help but feel this way...which is only silly but my thoughts just go to it.
But, I mean...I must not feel this way. I must be strong and not resort to some stupid thoughts like this...its silly. I wish I was never self-conscious...but I am only human and sometimes it happens. But, I wanted to let the person I love and adore know...that I love them...and that their everything to me, And, that I know I shouldn't be getting jealous of random girls on the internet...ahaha I am laughing at how stupid that sounds even now. But, I love him, and I do believe him every time he says I am beautiful, and I do think I am beautiful...and I am sorry for being a whiny bratty person who is always jealous of women when she shouldn't be because shes and awesome, fun, quirky, adventurous, and interesting woman. And, thats what he likes about her. and, I shouldn't be jealous, and its silly to be...and I hope can relinquish these stupid feelings, because...I really want to. Their silly to have, and are of no use to me except for putting me down, and making me think I am shit. When, really...I am not. Anyhow...I love you. I really do. I love you I love you I love you. Thank you for getting upset at me when I needed it. When I needed to be told I was being silly as fuck for all of my self-conscious stupidity...and thoughts. I really do love you, and I really do believe you every time. Thank you.
Because really... look at me. PSHA I AM FUCKING HOT! And, you can read my blog and all that shit for what my personality is like BECAUSE THIS RANTY GLOOMY POST DOESN'T FUCKING COVER IT.:
