I realize that I'm ugly due to several spiteful statements from my former classmates. I've been called ugly, retard, and pizza face (I have a terrible skin condition). I realize I do sound bitter, and, quite frankly, I am. I'm angry over the fact that people my age can be so shallow that they automatically reject me just because I am different. I'm ugly, quirky, weird but I'm still a f***ing person. Wouldn't you be bitter if you haven't had a friend since 7th grade?
And here I stand, age 19 still haven't gone on a date, still haven't been kissed, still have my virginity (Which I do not consider precious. In fact I've contemplated paying off a hooker for a long time), and I'm slipping deeper and deeper into misanthropy. I want to like people, I really do, but they have to accept me first because I accept them! I'm nice, cooperative, and amiable when given the chance to voice my opinion (which is rare, I lack the assertiveness to speak up most of the time).
I know this question just reeks of self pity...because that's exactly what I'm doing. Typically I bottle up my feelings and just don't let my pessimism affect me. Lately, however, my loneliness has triggered a series of pity party antics on my own part which I am NOT proud of.
I WANT to have confidence, I WANT to be assertive. I'd love to fall in love with the girl of my dreams.
At this point, sex is not a necessity. I'd be MORE THAN satisfied with just your basic snuggle sessions, etc. I yearn to feel the warmth of a girl's figure against mine while cuddling up together under the sheets watching a movie. Sigh...I'm a helpless romantic. =/
And if you are wondering what I look like, well I'd rather not supply a picture. Just imagine a fat, acne infested, gross looking, greasy, long haired guy. There. Satisfied? Lol.
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