Nutso!

So I am the craziet dumbest and biggest flirt on the planet. Date one guy, flirt with another and tell another I love him. When I don’t know how I really feel. I go crazy. Doing one thing, believing another, pretending everything is normal, when nothing will be the same again. I love him and him. But differently. One is an annoying we are so much alike love. The other is a painful bursting at the seams we are different but he makes me better love. And yes. I do know why girls are confusing. And why we are bitches. We play with emotions. I wear my emotions on my sleeve. I’m ready to grow up. I’m done. I’m a kid. I want nothing I can have. I guess the only thing I can really say is

CONGRADULATIONS CLASS OF 2003!!!!!!!!!!!