I've spent the past year dreaming of getting a boyfriend. Then I did, and I must say that it sucks. All that hand-holding, lip-kissing, I-love-you-saying stress. All that bad-reputation and responsibly that dating an older guy causes. I go to school and see all the guys I used to obsess over, and I actually miss all the confusion and heartache that the crushing caused. I'm going to break up with my boyfriend tomorrow. Fuck being mature and committed. I want high-school puppy-love drama.
"britt-first use make up ur fucking ugly ur eyeballs are the size of basketballs ur foerhead is huge and ever hear of a tanning bed or hair straightener?"
I don't care. I just DON'T CARE. There are kids committing suicide because they're born physically handicapped, and I'm supposed to be crying because I have a big forehead? I don't care about MY appearance, I don't care about my friends' appearances, and guess what? The guy I like isn't hot at all. But he's HILARIOUS, smart, has good style, and we have a lot in common. :-P I was born this way, I HAD to accept it. And you know what? I'm pretty happy for someone who's never used a tanning bed.
Alright alright. Maybe not NERDS. But cool guys are really over-rated. They just like to show off that they have a girl, who all they really want to do is sleep with her, and probably think that they're 10 times better looking then her. Other guys are so much more sweet, and funny, and adorable in their own way :)
Ain't that a “b” with an itch Ain't that a mother trucker You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks And f yourself Cause I'm flippin' gosh darn sick Of all the “s” words you put me through So F-U