Jamie. Gay. 21. Tumblr #2. Decided to start new and fresh again. Most people love me, at least I think so. I LOVE Lady Gaga and Sailor Moon
I bet my life that you think of me when “Come and Get it” comes on. Because it sounds indian. Because my last name is Reddy. Because it is about you and me.
So I guess this is it then?
I waited to be let down, and it happened. I am just not a winner right now.
A lot of things have occurred. A lot of things have been said. Some good and some bad. But somehow, I think my world is starting to fall back into place. I am starting to feel like myself again. Even though a billion thoughts run through my head about the last seven months and even more specifically, the last week, I am still seeing things clearly.
- JANUARY BABY
Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn. Repost this in 5 mins and you will meet someone new in 8 days that will perfectly balance your personality.
- FEBRUARY BABY
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Highly attractive. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions. Repost this in 5 mins and you will talk to someone new and realize that you are a perfect match.
This week I have been feeling extremely empowered. I have no idea where this feeling is going to take me, but for now, I think I am just gonna go with it. I’ll explain later, but thank you, Electra Heart.
I blocked you on Facebook last night. I don’t know how we, as people, make such a thing a big deal, but it is. I sat there looking at your profile for 10 minutes. This goes on the list of the hardest things I have ever done. But when so many people, who know the situation, say that you are no good for me, then that is something I can’t ignore, despite how much I care about you.
I hate to admit that I cried for 30 seconds right after. I wish you weren’t so stupid. You have to learn that you can’t hurt someone so much then expect to be friend’s with them. As for myself, I have to learn that I need to worry about me and not about you. Although you have been lingering around ever since we ended, I have done a good job of picking myself off the ground and moving forward. I don’t feel so broken anymore.