The foolish mistakes….
You know when you think you are getting to be into a good relationship with someone and you do something completely idiotic like sending her about a billion private messages about “why she isn’t on Instant Messenger”? Yeah, I kinda blew it, I think.
I really liked this girl too. She was smart, sophisticated and she seemed to like me despite my looks (I sent her a picture). I hate this… Why is it that even though I have the IQ of 210, I seem to have to inane ability to screw everything up?
I really hoped I could get into a relationship with this girl too. She wasn’t just some other girl. She seemed like she and I had so much potential. She was funny, smart, witty, a good listener and completely respectful of the apathy I have for my family.
I have rarely cried in my life. I didn’t cry during the Passion of the Christ. I didn’t cry when my past two girlfriends broke up with me. I never cried the day I found out that my parents were lying, horrible people. Now, as I am typing this message, I am crying because I am afraid that I, Kyle Korleski, have once again, screwed up something that could have thrusted me out of this hell-hole sad excuse of a life with hateful parents and into a world of love and respect. Why? Why must I screw everything up?