For those who know me well enough, you know that I’ve always had a thing with girls with eyeliner. I’m not just talking about girls who put on some eyeliner, I’m talking about girls that put on a shit ton everyday before showing their face out in public. Well… not like a raccoon but a good amount… anyways.
I’ve come to realize that I’ve lived most of my life through the “rear-view mirror.” Meaning, I never see the things I have right in front of me, but rather watch as I pass by it through the rear-view mirror (of a car). This particular post will be about girls passing me by. I’ve always dated girls who knew what they were doing in the eyeliner department and that’s normal… considering I had this obsession with girls with eyeliner… but as it turns out, it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be. I look back at the lady friends I’ve dated over the past year and the ones I never pursued because of the eyeliner thing and I’m starting to realize I made some terrible choices. This might be completely idiotic for me to say, but I think I’m starting to believe that the more eyeliner a girl puts, the bitchier she is. I can kind of see now that the reason girls put on so much eyeliner is to hide behind it. And what are they hiding you ask? Themselves. Their true, narcissistic, conniving, manipulative selves.
Without getting really too into it, I’ll just say that I’ve grown up quite a bit over the last 12 months. I’m actually starting to see things in a different light; especially girls. As much as the makeup and girls’ personalities might not relate, I have seen some things to make me believe that they are hiding behind all that make up. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I still find them to be pretty, but I’ve also started noticing true beauty. The ones that don’t need to hide behind their designer jeans, their silk shirt made by an Italian artisan, or the vintage designer bag that’s been handed down from generation to generation.
To the one that got away; I’m sorry I was such an idiot. I honestly didn’t take the time to get to know you better because I was too fixated on the materialistic things. I see now that the reason you didn’t wear all that stupid makeup is because you didn’t need it. You were (still are) beautiful inside and out. I remember the times we went out, how I thought “wow this girl would be AMAZING with some eyeliner!” How immature of me to even think that… because honestly, that’s the kind of shit that made me such a bad guy for you. I hope our paths cross again, so I can say this is the way I used to be. I hope you give me the opportunity again to show you a more respectable, mature Alex and we can pick up where we left off.
If not… there’s plenty of fish in the sea lol. I’ll just go find another you.