oh god

i cant tell if i like him

(a lot)

or just want him

because i want /someone/

tell me

please

dont let me get all confused and worried and stuff

i dontknowidontknowidontknow

Look at this fucking person. [featurelength]

Have you ever noticed how desperate we all are for recognition? Someone to see what we are, recognise us for the people that we are. But is it really ourselves that we publish online, that we reflect in the mirror and pose to so that we can take a "MySpace photo"?

One of the things which I absolutely adore about Brighton Pride is how many people there who are completely relaxed and happy to be themselves. You walk around the streets of Brighton for a few days before and after Pride itself and all you see is happy people being themselves, talking in the sun (or rain; no one cares), listening to music, flirting, having the time of their lives. That's what i want to see all the time; it would be a hundred times better than seeing a young girl pretending to be five years older than she is, and a whole lot sexier than she will even want to be once she discovers her own identity.

I love people who are happy to be who they are, and who are strong enough to stand tall when someone slags them off. It's one of the things I admire most in anyone.

That's what, I believe, many people need to learn; you are your own person, and you don't need to perfect yourself to what other people want or expect you to be. That's what these little girls with their "sexy" profile pictures need to learn. They need to please themselves before they can even think about pleasing everyone else. Of course, people can take this too far and become selfish, but people can also go too far the other way and please everyone except themselves. You need to find the middle ground; please yourself, but don't cast aside everyone else, or you'll realise that when you need people to hold you up, you don't have them.

"Better To Be Hated Than Loved For What You're Not"
- Marina and The Diamonds; I Am Not A Robot

I may or may not, at the moment, "like like" a person who I will refer to as Duke. I got butterflies because of him the other day, but only when I was stoned. Though when I saw him for the first time in a while, I couldn't help but smile. I can't tell if I like him because of him, because he's a great person, or because he's been there for me. More importantly, I can't tell if I /don't/ like him because my friends don't like him, and I couldn't be bothered with them giving me shit; to my face or behind my back. I think I might like him....but I don't want to screw him around, I don't think that I could do anything without being sure. And damn I want butterflies before anything happens.

That's another thing I don't really agree with. You shouldn't be with someone if you're unsure of your own feelings towards that person. And, until someone proves otherwise, I am pretty sure that in 9/10 cases, when a couple (especially a teenage couple) breaks up because they "don't love each other" any more, there's probably a bad reason for them to get back together. For example, I know someone who's very out of love with his girlfriend, but hasn't broken up with her because every time he has he's been given loads of shit and her mum, sister, and she have all given him loads of shit. For example, on Facebook, her mum commented on his relationship status saying "brilliant. well done. fantastic." I understand that this mother would be feeling protective, but honestly, there is a line. Mothers should not intrude to that level. Well, that's what I think. Feel free to correct me if you think otherwise, but that is a rather strong belief of mine. If someone's Mother repeatedly does that, how will the child ever learn to fight their own battles? I don't think tht most "battles" which are fought at the moment are ones which need fighting, but I hope that you can understand what I mean when I say that.

So you beautiful people. I implore you; take a look at yourself. Take a look at those around you. I wonder what they're trying to say with how they present themselves. You ever asked, ever wondered, ever explored?
You should, I think. See where it takes you. And let me know where, if you feel like it.

Thanks. C=