well, so, i mean, i've already come to the conclusion that i'm done with men. or, well, i guess i'm done with boys because those are the only kinds of people i have ever dated. they were all undoubtedly immature. i've been thinking...that of all of my ex-boyfriends, there was always something about every one of them that i really did not like from the very start, and i was clearly conscious of all of it. with my first boyfriend, he was super clingy from the moment i met him. number two never made an effort to see me unless it was to make out in the auditorium. number three lived 2000 miles away, enough said. number four was completely emotionally unstable in and of himself and had no possible way of caring for both himself and myself. so... i've decided that if i meet a really really ridiculously good-looking guy that seems to be into me, but if i feel that something is wrong as quick as i always have... then i will not pursue anything. no matter how really really ridiculously good-looking he is, he has to be my prince charming. so i guess i'm not shutting down relationships altogether.. i just am going to be so much more careful. i'm sick of being hurt, regretting relationships, and wasting so much time. and yes, he has to be really really ridiculously good-looking or i'm not bothering with anything.
:)
that entails great style, great hair, great taste in music, books, and movies, smooth talking, the mastering of a sexy instrument, and anything else you deem necessary. the fucking works. don't forget it, jamie. you deserve your fucking greasy-haired prince charming that you've dreamed about since middle school. mikey makes a great example.
i don't know how all of this will go over in college, but i'll try to stick to my guns.
i'm not in love,
this is not your song.
i'm not gonna waste these words
about a boy.
to be loved, to be loved,
what more could you ask for?
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