Short 'n' Sweet

I don't know why but it feels like I can't stop messing up. The worst part is that it is all my fault. I'm like the person in a horror movie who goes down to the basement and you just sit there yelling "WHAT ARE DOING?! YOU STUPID SHIT DON'T GO DOWN THERE! THIS IS THE WORST DECISION YOU COULD HAVE MADE!!!" but they go in anyway and surprise surprise they're brutally murdered by a ghost or some guy in a hockey mask. Although I guess it's more like all my bad decisions came back to bite me in the ass this week. Like telling the girl no one can/should trust that I liked a boy and her telling him, therefore ruining my chances (and I know for sure they're ruined, because as of yesterday, he is dating someone else.) That's another thing, what is it me and boys. They just don't like me. True fact: No boy I have ever known has ever had a crush on me. I know this for a fact. The weird part is that I am not an unattractive or particularly unpleasant person (I think). So what is it? Why does my presence ward off any member of the opposite sex within a 50 ft radius?  I know it doesn't matter especially at this age and truthfully all of these guys are assholes, but (I imagine) it feels nice to be wanted. You know that song "I want you to want meeee, I need you to need meeee!" Well... that. Usually when a lot of bad things happen at once I like to think that a big fluctuation in my timeline is coming, like something pivotal to my story is about to happen. Who knows, but I hope it's something good.