I don't need Happy...it likes you anyways

He doesn't like me. He doesn't like her as much. He doesn't like her either. He won't have her. He wants a girlfriend. I'm done trying.

I've been trying for too long. Now...I'm done. He keeps telling me that he wants a girlfriend (yeah...I ask) but he doesn't like anyone. I'm here, I'm here, I'm HERE! *he turns his head and shakes it as a 'no'* He just doesn't want me. A best friend is all I can be in his life. I'm going to accept it and do my best to help him in his quest to happiness. He wants to find a girlfriend? Sure I'll help him...if he wants me to....because I'm the best friend and that's what I'm supposed to do. That's what I've been trying to do. I'm not the girlfriend. No matter how much I WANTED to be that...it never happned. So on that note, best friends we are...best friends he wants us to stay.

She doesn't know how to make me happy. She doesn't get what I'm trying to say. She says I get mad over her doing anything, talking to anyone. Well I'm here to say this...I don't need happy. Quit worrying about me happy. I'm not mad at you for doing anything. Talk to him all you want. It doesn't make me mad because y'all are friends just like we are. I was just upset that he loved you and not me. And I could see that when y'all talked. That's where my feelings came from. I'm not upset anymore because I'm taking my duties as "Best Friend" and accepting that I can't be "Girlfriend." Set him up with whoever. Even Marcie. Don't feel that you have to hide it from me by deleting text messages. I guess that hurt most of all. The fact that you we're trying to hide it because maybe you felt that it would upset me or piss me off. If you thought it was wrong and you had to hide it...why'd you do it in the first place? Whatever...I'm sure you had a good reason. Besides, it didn't piss me off anyways. Don't worry.


"Be good! Don't be mean to other people or they will hit you on the floor and you will get dirty!"
-Landen Cash Parkes-

The meaning of Perfect

I don't hate him, and I don't hate her. I hate the fact that they are perfect for each other, and I'm in the way. I mean, she won't go out with him because she thinks I'll get mad, she cares about my feelings. Well, I'm hear to tell you DON'T. He's my best friend, and I want him happy. You are what would make him the happiest guy in the world. Yeah, I feel guilty. She's perfect, he's perfect, they're perfect for each other. I don't like standing in the way. The one thing I want in the world is for both of them to be happy. Dating her would light his face up, I'm sure she wouldn't mind dating him either, why do I have to stand in the way of them coming together? Because I suck, that's why.

Why tell people my feelings? Why? To make me feel dumb? I do tell her. Sure, I rarely tell people how I feel, but when I do....it doesn't necessarily make me feel any better. Know why? Because it doesn't get me anywhere. Telling her I hate the fact that he's in love with her doesn't make him like me does it? No. Telling him that I like him doesn't make him go out with me does it? No. Telling someone that I like a guy doesn't get me that guy does it? NO! Actually, all that got me was a red face. Now I'm not a whiz at patterns, but I CAN see that there is a pattern with this whole "Express to Me" thing here. I do it....and it doesn't....get....me...ANYWHERE! I spill my heart to her and I'm STILL in the same old HOLE that I was BEFORE I told ANYTHING! This hole SUCKS and it's really DEEP! And the worst part? I can't get out of it to save my LIFE!

Nothing happned and I didn't expect it to becaus we're best friends, not lovers. Best friends can go to a movie without anything happening, so that's what we did. We went as best friends. Why not lovers? Simply because he wants another best friend. That doesn't bother me one bit. Know why? Because I don't like him anymore......?

Clock: 11:11
Brianne: Hey I can make a wish!
Clock: 11:11
Brianne: Hmm..let's think. I could wish for a pony! I could wish for money! I could even wish for a boyfriend. What to wish for?
Clock: 11:11
Brianne: I wish for a boyfriend.
Clock: HAHA Loser. You suck. Guess what I'm not going to get you?
Brianne: A boyfriend?
Clock: That's RIGHT!
Brianne: Why Mr. Clock? Why can't I have him?
Clock: Because he doesn't want you he wants HER!
Brianne: Oh yeah.
Clock: 11:12

-The moral of the story? I need a new clock.-