A/N: This may be true, this may not be true. This might be my problem, this might be a friend's problem. I just wanted to post something on this website because I haven't for a long time (I'm truly sorry). So yeah, I just wanted to share this with the Internet because I just wanted to, okay? I might post another one of these one-shots this week not sure I want to because I have finals coming up... Remember this may be real or not real (the world may never know)

I just feel like giving up right now. What's the use of waiting for him to make the move, he never will, instead he had to make the move on her, incredibly popular, charismatic, beautiful Casey. I hate her so much, but at the same time feel happy that she has a date to Winter Formal.

I just don't get the deal with boys, I always give them a chance and everything, but then they just have to ruin it all. Sometimes, I just wish I could go up to him and profess everything to him, like what happens in the romantic movies and everything, but then again I would just probably ruin it and everything and he will think I'm even weirder.

Why can't I just have my Prince Charming appear on his trusted steed out of nowhere and sweep me off of my feet carrying me as his princess. I've never wanted more to be a princess now, then I could just stop thinking about any guy on the face of this stupid planet because I would finally have my love, but that never happens in real life (with the exception of the wonderfullove story of Prince William and the most beautifulKate whom I had always envied).

What I hate the most about the predicament that I had gotten myself into is that my friends do nothing. They know that I do hurt on the inside, but they just give me my space and let me go into the extraordinary universes that books have to offer. On the inside, they knew that I was and still am falling apart piece by piece, and if someone doesn't come and pick up the pieces I've left behind, then I don't think any prince could save me from the horrible train wreck that I was forced to face head on all alone.

Here I am, crying as I write this, and I don't know why he's just another guy. I promised to myself that I would never be crying over a guy. Well, I guess just breaking one promise won't hurt anyone, just me. I feel like I should run over to his house while I can still catch him before Winter Formal and tell him how I feel, but in the back of my mind I just know that I won't. I'm too much of a coward, a wimp who goes for nothing that she wants because she's afraid of getting hurt.

I just feel like giving up right now. What's the use of waiting for him to make the move, he never will, instead he had to make the move on her, incredibly popular, charismatic, beautiful Casey. I hate her so much, but at the same time feel happy that she has a date to Winter Formal.

I just don't get the deal with boys, I always give them a chance and everything, but then they just have to ruin it all. Sometimes, I just wish I could go up to him and profess everything to him, like what happens in the romantic movies and everything, but then again I would just probably ruin it and everything and he will think I'm even weirder.

Why can't I just have my Prince Charming appear on his trusted steed out of nowhere and sweep me off of my feet carrying me as his princess. I've never wanted more to be a princess now, then I could just stop thinking about any guy on the face of this stupid planet because I would finally have my love, but that never happens in real life (with the exception of the wonderful love story of Prince William and the most beautiful Kate whom I had always envied).

What I hate the most about the predicament that I had gotten myself into is that my friends do nothing. They know that I do hurt on the inside, but they just give me my space and let me go into the extraordinary universes that books have to offer. On the inside, they knew that I was and still am falling apart piece by piece, and if someone doesn't come and pick up the pieces I've left behind, then I don't think any prince could save me from the horrible trainwreck that I was forced to face head on all alone.

Here I am, crying as I write this, and I don't know why he's just another guy. I promised to myself that I would never be crying over a guy. Well, I guess just breaking one promise won't hurt anyone, just me. I feel like I should run over to his house while I can still catch him before Winter Formal and tell him how I feel, but in the back of my mind I just know that I won't. I'm too much of a coward, a wimp who goes for nothing that she wants because she's afraid of getting hurt.