Sunday, February 12, 2006

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.-

3 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Brianne Peyton Gulley. I know you don't(or might, i dunno) need to yell at us in your posts...we can read. And since when does she like him? You people don't tell me anything, and I tell you guys EVERYTHING! love can go to hell.

p.s. i'm liking your convo with your clock.
and yes...we all need a new one.

10:10 AM  
Blogger Breezeface said...

Marcie you don't tell me anything so don't even say that. Besides, I never said that she liked him. And what is this comment about the "no yelling?" I am, of course, just trying to get my point across. You know, I love you too. I'm glad YOU liked my convo with the clock because Colling and Samantha are calling me quite weird for doing that.

This weekends plans: Go buy new clocks.

I love Marcie

9:46 AM  
Blogger Breezeface said...

Why do I love Marcie? Because she actually leaves me comments. You know, certain PEOPLE tell me that I need to "express my feelings more" but when I do I get ABSOLUTELY no feedback on it. So thanks you guys...thanks.

Thank YOU Marcie for actually telling me how it is. I kind of love you more than anyone for that.

Brianne+Marcie=AwesomeLoveForever

2:59 PM  

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