i'm rediscovering that feeling i felt a few times before in the past. he texts me everyday, tells me he's thinking of me, gives me a neck massage, tells me i'm beautiful, begs to see me, and most importantly, i can count that he'll be there when i want to see him. it's everything anyone could want. right? maybe i'm just being too picky--what could i possibly find wrong with a cute guy that adores me? most girls would jump at the chance to date this guy but for some reason i've always gone for the underdog. hell i've been the underdog. i can see this guy with someone else though. some girl whose bubbly, smiles all the time, and not nearly as cynical and sarcastic as i. is that a weird thing to say? i feel like on half the dates i go on, i can see that person happy but not with me. i can picture them talking to another girl about their dull childhood memories, sipping wine and discussing oscar wilde, or playing beach volleyball. i could smile, say the right things, make them laugh but deep down i might be dying inside because i'm not that person. i could try to relate but hell, it's a stretch. i'm not the girl to go home and wait for a call because i know they liked me. i'm the girl who goes home and thinks of the nicest way possible to let them down. is there a match for everyone? i'm starting to believe mine lives in asia or latin america because those are just about the only two continents i haven't been to. i think at this point, it's better to just date someone whose there. that's what i've always done and it seems to work out. people grow on me i guess.