When i was a freshman, Me and my bf that i had for the longest time, wanted to be with each other, drink something poisenous and die together.. and you know what, i fucking hate his guts at this moment, and have for a year. but i dont take back telling him that i would die with him, only because i was so happy and in love with him, and he ment the world to me, we might as well die happy.. i only hate him cuz i still love him.

now, i go through boys like days of the week.. still cant find the right one.. i thought that it was harley... but i guess not. why is it that after leon, i cant find anyone.. Crystal is about to open a big can of poppit whoopass..

p.s. ill be alone for my birthday... but on the upside i have an interview with le cordon bleu on the 12th.. the day me and leon met, the 13th, my bday... when we started dating, then valentines day, no explenation needed. then the 15th.. the day we broke up.

i miss having someone to hold me <3

i kno im young bla bla. whatever. its not even that, its maturaty level, and if you met my family you would understand..