Living isn't what I chose,but living the way I want is something I can choose.Everything is confusing at 13.I mean,I've only just become a teen;that doesn't mean I can't feel things.Anger,denial,love and conflict.I shouldn't like her like this,but I do and I'm afraid I can't do much about it.My head is in the stars now.The universe collapsing slowly around me.I've never had the perfect life,but she is too perfect to ignore.