I give up on a love life. Period. Why do I even bother? Sometimes you just get kicked in the shin and when you're falling, you get kicked in the other shin. That's what I fuckin' feel like. How sad am I? Really sad. Grr. And I don't want to be sad! And this is why I so rarely like someone because I just continually set myself up for disappointment. Ugh, now I feel like I'm 13 again and all angsty and stupid... why am I Vonda the undatable girl... the girl everyone loves as a best friend or loves as a sister, but never more? Oh, I should stop blogging before I give myself a self-esteem melt down. Yeah, it's that time to whip out some Fiona and pretend I don't suck at life.