SCREAM

HEY! YOU! YES, YOU! THE ONE READING THIS POST! UNLESS YOU HAVE BEEN SENT THIS POST, YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS WITH THIS, SO, YOU CAN LEAVE NOW. YUP, BUH BYE, C YA LATER.



I KNOW, THIS IS ALL CAPS... YES, I ALREADY TOLD YOU I KNOW. AND YES I KNOW I AM SCREAMING WRITING LIKE THIS, BUT I AM LACKING A BETTER FORM TELLING THIS.

I AM DYING OVER HERE! SLOWLY, BUT DYING BIT BY BIT. I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL I ALWAYS GET THIS WRONG AND HOW I ALWAYS SEEM TO TURN UP JUST BEING YOUR FRIEND. MY FOLKS ALWAYS TOLD ME "OLD FASHIONED, WELL MANNERED, ROMANTIC" GETS THE GIRL, BUT THEY GOT IT WRONG. NOWADAYS YOU NEED TO BE AS INDIFFERENT AND AS RUDE AS POSSIBLE. SHOW EMOTION AND YOU ARE DISQUALIFIED. EMOTION IS FOR... LOSERS?

AS I TOLD YOU BEFORE, I DON'T HAVE THE BENEFIT OF HAVING A PACK TO WATCH MY BACK. THEREFOR, I AM AS PARANOID AS I CAN BE WHEN IT COMES TO APPROACHING YOU OR ANY OF YOUR KIND. AND WITH GOOD REASON. EVERYTIME I START TALKING TO YOU OR ANY OTHER GIRL, I SEEM TO GET INTERRUPTED.

TODAY, SOMEONE TOLD ME I AM "SWEET". LIKE HELL, I AM GETTING TIRED OF THIS. PLAY BY THE RULES AND YOU GET TAGGED WITH THIS LABEL. SWEET = NAIVE. HELL NO. IT IS CALLED BY ANOTHER NAME. (READ OLDER POSTS IN THE SAME CATEGORY TO FIGURE IT OUT).

NOW, WHEN YOU CONFIDE IN ME, TELLING ME YOU LIKE SOMEONE ELSE, WHAT DO YOU THINK THAT DOES FOR MY (already chipped) SELF-IMAGE? ADD ONE MORE TO THE "JUST FRIENDS" LIST.

HELL NO.

THE POST MAY END HERE, BUT THE STORY DOES NOT.