boys ? ? ? . . . LETS GO THERE
So I’m in Form 2 and am currently 14 and have never had a boyfriend.
That is unless you count a 2nd grade sweetheart who got me with all this romantic stuff – his sister wrote.
Or the fourth grade kid who hurriedly asked me after class one day, despite the secret that I had a crush on his best mate.
but otherwise, no.
Sure since primary school there have been crushes . . .
-the popular kid, who’s actually smart, with the ‘to-die-for’ smile
-the sporty popular, not the ‘popular’, but up there
-the other sporty popular, who after 7th grade became ‘the hottest guy’
-another sporty popular, pretty up there, who has a surprisingly flat head ? ? ? (who by the way turned out to be a jerk after throwing spit balls at the back of my head)
-the quite achiever, who has gorgeous curly hair, but is a bit full of himself (and his achievements)
-and the jerk again – don’t ask me why.
“Love is patient,
Love is kind,
Love is slowly losing your mind”
And I’m telling you I’m ripping my hair out over this,
thankfully that’s not literally speaking.
It’s just so confusing and complicated and a bit messed up,
and being a girl like me, you tend to wonder if that’s ever gonna happen,
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RandomDon't judge me on what i write. and to those who know me please don't be offended by what i say. This is just a funny story i thought i'd write about everything i know. This story is about me.
