Now, I don't in anyway want this to serve as a ploy to fish for compliments. Compliments, believe it of not, make me feel uncomfortable. An ex worked hard for me to just say thank you upon receiving one. This is an earnest post and a true and honest bearing of my heart. You may not believe me but I promise. With that said:
I have bad self-esteem. I also have a horrible self-image. I promise. The reason for this post is mainly because of this. . . I'm getting really tired of people hitting me up and flirting with me only to find out that they are hitting heavily on my friend too. Especially since they most likely with sleep with my friend. I'm not really looking for sex, but don't hit on my when you're going to do my friend. Sorry. Or, another instance, don't make eyes with me all night and cruise on me the whole night and make out with someone else. Especially if you're that someone else and you send my text messages all the time about how into me you are. It gets to me.
Yeah, back to the self-esteem thing. I may be getting hit on, that's great, but while there's the ulterior texts going out. . . You know what, I'd just rather not. And it clearly wasn't me that is the one making out at the end of the night. Just saying. While I'm single I also may be accused of talking to more than one person at a time, and those accusations may be accurate. I'm not the one clearly outlining the sexual acts I want to take place though to I don't know how many other people. shrugs So it wears on me that I'm: not skinny enough, not attractive enough, don't have enough muscle, that I haven't bought any new clothes recently, that I'm not smart enough, any number of things that a person is prone to feeling.
So I leave you with the thought that even I, the supposed hot, full of himself guy, struggles with a pretty bad self esteem. That I also take a lot of things to heart.
I realize that there wasn't anything funny in this post so I'll leave you with one of my favorite videos on YouTube:
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