Well today, for one of the few times I actually stopped being self-concious about my looks. You see, for me going out gets my mind off such an issue that has the potency to destroy a person's life. Only when I was leaving for the bus, I came out of the precinct jiggling along to my iPod, when I cut across the path of two guys. One of them was I think shorter than me, short black hair, tight top accentuating muscles. I assume he might have been a builder. He posed as a threat to my humble looks, and yet he was eating a BLOODY TAKE-AWAY!! Something we all do. Despite this, I look across to my right having just used the pedestrian crossing, and I see a people-carrier with three-four girls in it stopped at the red light....the blonde driving was boggle-eyed and mouth open, the front passenger, about 13-15 looked across to her with the biggest toothiest smile. Watching this, I reflected on my life, remembering all the riducule and scorn girls gave me, and thought about suicide.
2006-09-29
02:32:05
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