Well, I said before about how the guy I like (lets call him Ian) wants a girl that is like the exact opposite of me. However, I somehow got the idea from a lot of little giveaways that the girl that Ian likes might possibly be me and for that period of time dropped every single thing that I knew about myself and actually believed it. But then it all came back to the same thing, and I’m kicking myself because I know that he would never be interested in me in a million years, infact no body would. So why the fuck was this time any different? No one could ever like me, I just have to get over it.