The things that make a mess , perfection..

...Prologue...

Ok, how can i start this.. it's pretty simple actually..

I guess every person has had that stage in they're life where they just want a boyfriend/girlfriend, and we kinda start a chase , so we can finde ourselves a boo.. You see, i was never the romantic type, yes i always wanted to have a boyfriend, but not really a boyfriend, but the idea of a boyfriend. I never obsessed over having one.  At the same time, my friends dated and dated, but i wasn't interested in this whole realtionshipthing.. Well, throughout my whole life, people always told me the same thing, over and over again: you will never find when you search for something specific, it will come at the most unexpected.. i always thought it was a cliche, guess they were right. It came at the most unexpected. To be honest, i don't really know how this books is gonna end, because the story that i want to write about, well i'm currently living it...

P.S.: ( to the person this book is mainly about) hey, if ever u see this..well, this is my point of view of this whole situation, maybe i will tell you face to face some day, but t'il then...