the misadventures of jason

i don’t even know what i’m thinking when it comes to girls anymore. why do i even bother to put myself in these predicaments of being letdown or brushed off to the side? i can tell myself i’m not a fucking doormat when it comes to girls but i pretty much am and that’s something i need to change. i’m not saying i’m gonna give up being the nice guy, but its just crazy to me that its the assholes or the less thoughtful are the ones with someone holding their hand.

i feel like wall-e in that part of the movie where eve is out of commission after gathering the plant sample where he does all these cute and loving things and she doesn’t notice until they are in grave danger. i don’t think there’s a more accurate description of my situation.

this picture sums it up quite well and yes, i do have this shirt. she’s seen me wear it and thinks its cute but like the name of this shirt, She Doesn’t Even Realize. i wish you could read and see how i truly feel about you but the situation is too messed up and i don’t think either of us are ready to go through what it would take to be together.

i’m not giving up quite yet and there are so many reasons i should.