Tuesday, January 13, 2009

be constructive with your blues

The heartache did not come from the fact that pseudo-love had been lost. It did not spring from the fact that another stupid, silly boy had not realized her worth. It came from that fact that he did. It was hard being reminded of your place in the world. No, you are not all that, no, you may not have everything your way, no, you're not really as beautiful or amazing or intelligent or mysterious as you think you are.
That is what was hard to get over, and not the actual boy.


Dreaminglass said...

I love you.

Ali said...

we all have our delusions of grandeur. Sometimes, we're right to have them. And sometimes, the grandeur isn't a delusions.

Ali said...


As in. Singular. Damn phone wala keyboard!