Argh. Boy's're confusing. I hate boys... (But prolly only for the next couple of hours, then I'll be over it, one way or another.) But last night, Ricky (of course) was being a butt, and by the time I left we were both so pissed off that he didn't even walk me to the bus stop. EVEN THE DRIVER NOTICED, he was like, "Where's your boyfriend? Is he
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