the boys in the hood, are always hard.
yes, that's right. horny sob's.
a boy, who will not be named, is the sole cause of my anger. well, two boys. i suppose it would be wrong to blame one without blaming the other. and i guess i'm not that angry but i would definitely be happier if this dilemma had never presented itself. get it? well i will make a chart just in case:
olivia's happiness
(normal, everyday, nothing special)- ********
(as of now, with anger)- *******
(what would be as of now, without anger)- **********
okay, now you should get it. its not that i thought you wouldn't. i just wanted to make a chart. i would be three units of happiness better if it weren't for these gosh-darned boys. errrg. anybody feeling the pain, hit me up and leave a comment!