What use is there? No really. I am depressed. I don't know how to be "cheesy" anymore. The crust I have accumulated throughout the years is preventing me of expressing a lot of things. I don't know how to put myself out there anymore. This is so messed up. I used to like walls. Not so much anymore.
On another note, I don't know why people just suddenly fall head over heels over me (this is a personal blog, don't hate!). And the worst thing, I can't reciprocate because...I don't feel the same way. It gets annoying sometimes when they bug me, follow me around and all that crappy stuff. I'm sorry to those who've been hurt. I can't help it. I clam up! Plus, I really don't know how to tell if you like me or not. I'm indifferent and torpe like that. I mean come on, it's all so vague!
Now to those who I actually have feelings for, I don't think it will ever work out. I don't think I deserve her. And she has a lot of suitors and I mean a lot. Seriously. I don't think she even has an idea I exist. Though we wave and give each other half-smiles every time we meet around a corner, I don't think she knows how I feel. But it is okay, the walls become helpful here.
This is me ranting about me, but be that as it may, this will only happen every 20 blogposts. I hope.
