I realized this quite some time ago, but I do my best to not think about it. But I was just on the lovely book of faces and this guy (he'll remain nameless) that I spent some time with this summer, who told me he wasn't really looking for a relationship, was talking about his girlfriend. I'm glad he's happy, yet sometimes I wonder why I wasn't good enough to make him think that maybe he could be with someone. He's not the only one either. It seems to be happening around me all of the time. I know it's not really my fault, and if they don't want to be with me then they are the ones who are missing out. Knowing that, and believing that all of the time are two very different things.
This is just my rant and rave on how sometimes it's really frustrating being the odd one out.
