Here's the Deal...

I know that you don't believe me. I know that all you want to do is help. I know that you think you know best. I know that you believe that this one thing will make me happy.



BACK OFF!



I am 100% happy with my life right now. No, I don't know where I'm going. No, I have no idea what the future holds for me. No, I am not certain of how any of this is going to turn out. But I do know that I am doing just fine. So please, just back off and stop telling me that I need something more. Stop telling me that I need a man to be happy. That statement is a lie, one of the biggest lies that society hast bought into and I refuse to be the next victim. I refuse to be sitting at home singing about how "Someday my Prince will Come." I refuse to be one of those little girls pining away for some fairytale prince to come in and sweep me off my feat.

Here's the deal: It doesn't work like that! And I would really appreciate it if you would just back off. Stop your meaningless flirting. Stop your "encouragement." Please, just BACK OFF!

Talk to Me

I so desperately want to help you. You seem so lost, so confused. And you're reaching out, you're crying for help. You may say you're not, but what I witnessed proves that you want help. I know because six months ago I was in the place you are now.

We were never extremely close, but we were on our way there. Things kept getting in the way. Looking back, maybe that was for the best. But I am not opposed to opening back up again.

I want you to know that I am here for you, no matter what you decide, no matter how you choose to handle things. I support you. And I will listen when you decide that you want to open up. I promise upon my life that everything will stay between us. I'm not the type of person who would tell your business to others.

I am not as put together as I appear. Don't be afraid of talking because you think I won't understand or that I'll judge you. Believe me, I have been through much more than you realize. Chances are, I will understand. By a rule, I do not judge others. Who am I to cast the first stone? Like I said, I have been through much more than you realize.

Let me help you. All you have to do is open the lines of communication. I am here. Talk to me.

According to You

According To You lyrics
I'm stupid
I'm useless
I can't do anything right

According to you
I'm difficult
Hard to please
Forever changing my mind

I'm a mess in a dress
Can't show up on time
Even if it would save my life
According to you
According to you

But according to him
I'm beautiful, incredible
He can't get me out of his head
According to him
I'm funny,irresistible
Everything he ever wanted

Everything is opposite
I don't feel like stopping it
So baby tell me what I got to lose
He's into me for everything I'm not
According to you

According to you
I'm boring
I'm moody
You can't take me any place

According to you
I suck at telling jokes cause I always give it away
I'm the girl with the worst attention span
You're the boy who puts up with it
According to you
According to you

But according to him
I'm beautiful,incredible
He can't get me out of his head
According to him
I'm funny, irresistible
Everything he ever wanted

Everything is oppositeI don't feel like stopping it
So baby tell me what I got to lose
He's into me for everything I'm not
According to you

I need to feel appreciated like I'm not hated
Oh, no
Why can't you see me through his eyes?
It's too bad you're making me dizz-ay

According to me
you're stupid
you're uselessyou can't do anything right

But according to him
I'm beautiful, incredible
He can't get me out of his head
According to him
I'm funny, irresistible
Everything he ever wanted

Everything is opposite
I don't feel like stopping it
Baby tell me what I got to lose
He's into me for everything I'm not
According to you [you, you]
According to you [you, you]

According to you
I'm stupidI'm useless
I can't do anything right

A Question...Several Actually

What's going on with you? What's going on between us? I am super confused right now and would love an explanation. Are we still friends? Or have we become passing acquaintances who just say hello and strike up a conversation when the other is bored out of their mind and has no one else to talk to?

Note To Self

Dear Self,

No matter how that movie ended, Meg Ryan did sum it all up. You cannot live a fairytale. Take heed.

Love,
Me