I have the cutest boyfriend ever. Why should I ask for more? He's more than enough. I love you, Alex. I want to keep you forever. Eventhough we fight a lot, I still want you in many reasons. I hurt you so much, but I love you, that counts. You matter the most, you make me happier than ever, I would only spend my life with you. I know how nuts you are sometimes and how random you could get, I understand you and your needs. I will always be with you.
I am 15 and I pretty much have everything to say about anything. I am secure and I am bipolar. I go to school and I'm keeping it that way. I'm not like you, drop-outs. I like the way I live. And I grew up this couple of years. I am sometimes desperate to get taller. I believe in karma. I believe in true love. I believe in god. I drink coffee way too much than an average teenager would. I smoked and I don't find it pleasuring. I never drank, I don't like shopping for clothes. I am gaga over headbands and money. I love texting. I hate clowns. I hate drama. It's immature.
Although I do not express everything here, at least there's something you should know that I am sick of telling you shit-heads over and over again. Doesn't mean that I write about half of my life here, you would already know me wholly. Even my friend of ten years still don't get me and they act like they do. Not everything I write is true, my blog, my choice.
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