Starting over.

I think I'm just going to forget everything that ever happened. Everything. With you. And start over. This means, that I'm back to base one. I have zero confidence and no self esteem whatsoever. But it's not my fault. If you expected me to still have all of that after being told no, again, I don't know why you would think that. I honestly don't.

I don't know how to talk to you now. I know that I don't mean a thing to you at all. We're friends, but, it's awkward because you know now. I don't understand the circumstances under which actions i should take. I really don't get it. We both like most of the same things, and yet, I'm not good enough for you. If that's the case, don't tell me my voice is adorable, and don't say that i'm beautiful and don't tell me anything along those lines. I can't recover if you keep doing that.

I'm never going for a blonde ever again.