I hate how cold it's getting and I can't seem to dress warm enough.
I hate how I can't get a boyfriend and my grandma has called and asked me if I'm lesbian (I am, in fact, not a lesbian)
I freaking love books. They are my world away from reality. They're better than dreams.
Am I the only one whos nail polish lasts, like, 2 days?
I stay up a lot later than I mean to. I meant to go to bed about an hour ago.
Do you have those friends who they are 'we're only friends for this class' friends? Like, you don't hang out with them outside of that one class or outside of school? (I seem to have a lot of them. One girl was suppose to be but we have sleep overs and she farts in her sleep. Very unfun)
My room is messily organized. It's messy, but I know where everything is. (It's all just under the pile of clothes on my desk)
I have a gay dog. No freaking joke. He was a breeding dog, but he wouldn't have sex with the female dogs so we took him. He humps my grandparent's male dog. A lot.
I hate how, it seems, that all the hot boys are 'bad asses'. Stop. Please.
I absolutely adore blue eyes. Zac Efron needs to have my babies. Now.
BEING A GIRL ISN'T FAIR. I DON'T WANT TO BLEED EVERY DAMN MONTH OR PUSH A BABY OUT OF A TINY ASS HOLE THAT A BIG ASS THING SHOULDN'T FIT OUT OF.
If you could do anything illegal for the next 24 hours and get away with it, what would you do?
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Teen Fiction*Not a story* This is almost like a blog but not exactly. Just somewhere to talk and be legit without the fear of being judged by the outside world.
