Kenny aka my Puffin Cakes
dont steal my nickname for your man either bitches. but anywho...i made my friend sheila cheesecake for her bday. and i made kenny cookies...well they were for all the boys over at the house. but yeah...i'm getting more kidnesy stones which always sucks but whatevers. gosh kenny said i worry like his mom sometimes and that really irritated me. so i'm just gunna stop asking him how he is and shit....well fuckin geez man i thought ya know maybe if i acted concerned then he'll think that i care about him but noooooo fuck it. yes and i am complaining because we're supposed to move out together in a few months...and shit if he can't understand that i worry about him by now there is no fuckin point to move out together. and we havent told our friends yet that we're moving out together, just because we don't want them to think that we're getting too serious...i mean it's kind of serious but it's like whatevers. i do love him...i'm just not in love with him...quite yet. and i can deal with him and he deals with me. i just dont want to be moving out with each other and then start fighting. but we don't fight unless it's over something big. but most of our friends would think we were nuts because the only way they move out with each other is if they have a kid or if they're married...and we don't have either of those. maybe we're just crazy. whatever. i like it. i just know i'm not going to be walking around like the rest of the world doesn't matter, because i know i'm not in love...yet. gosh. love is stupidly awesome.