Not my lover.
Tonight Im going to hang out with a pretty girl, who off puts me in some way, and also makes me melt, in a way.
I figured why I turned 3 years younger last night, its because I cant handle people getting close to Sarah, where I can see it, which I should get over. I dont know what my problem is, but she liked my letter.
Billie Jean is not my lover. Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one, but the kid is not my son.
Remember when he was sexy?
Anyway, I dont know why Im so sad of her making friends, close friends. I dont know.
He used to dance so fast.
Well, at least you have plans tonight. That’s always a good step.
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Number one. That letter was NOT pathetic. I heard someone say once that the prayers that God loves the most are uncensored and true, gritty even. I imagine that the best way to talk to people in general not just God is in this way. Number two. Jealousy happens. It’s human too.
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