Darker than the day in OD

  • Feb. 18, 2002, midnight
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“If it looks good, you’ll see it.
If it sounds good, you’ll hear it.
If it’s marketed right, you’ll buy it.
But…if it’s real… You’ll FEEL it.”
Kid Rock

Well, all I’m feeling at the moment is numb.

So I’m sitting at home last night watching Smallville. My phone beeped. A text message from Helen. Did I want to meet her for a drink? Of course I said yes. Besides, I promised to lend her an ECW DVD. And I had a present for her (a signed Zippy and George photo).

So I went to meet her in the pub. She was there with her new boyfriend.

*Cue squelching sound of my heart being ripped out and hitting the ground*

So much for giving her a bit of time to get over him.

Why do females only ever want to be just friends with me? Why can’t I ever find someone who might actually love me?

I’ve been told (by Helen ironically) that I’m good looking. I’m a nice guy. Why then can I not get a girlfriend when idiots like Helen’s ex appear to have women queueing up?

The worst is to come. I went from the pub to the union. I bumped into a friend there. He was with someone who very much appeared to be his girlfriend.

He’s gay.

What the fuck? Gay guy can get a girlfriend but I can’t?

Do you blame me for being confused?

Will


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