Mother, am I really dying?
So I'm trying to think of what kind of curtains to make. It's between orange plaid, turquoise zebra stripes, or polka dots. I'm not looking for a poll, I'm just thinking out loud. Or thiking out...type. Whatever.
So I saw the neighbor boy today. He looks like kind of a jackass. But one of his friends was a scene boy. So maybe I should befriend this befriender of scene boys.
Ok, so maybe love isn't completely hopeless. Maybe another try wouldn't hurt. But maybe I should find a different boy to love. Because the current ones aren't working. They either like boys or like girls...but not girls like me. Sons of bitches. Lol. Is it so hard to find a semi-political, indie rock tolerating, *funny*, kind-of-cute boy to love me? Yes. It is very hard. Too hard, in fact. Screw it. Love is completely hopeless. At least for me.
By the way, I finally found out what the phone number is to this house. If you would like it, comment or...something.
So I saw the neighbor boy today. He looks like kind of a jackass. But one of his friends was a scene boy. So maybe I should befriend this befriender of scene boys.
Ok, so maybe love isn't completely hopeless. Maybe another try wouldn't hurt. But maybe I should find a different boy to love. Because the current ones aren't working. They either like boys or like girls...but not girls like me. Sons of bitches. Lol. Is it so hard to find a semi-political, indie rock tolerating, *funny*, kind-of-cute boy to love me? Yes. It is very hard. Too hard, in fact. Screw it. Love is completely hopeless. At least for me.
By the way, I finally found out what the phone number is to this house. If you would like it, comment or...something.