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That's what I would type if you asked me about my idea of love. Yes I admit it, I have no clue how it feels like to love someone or to have someone love me. I feel like a complete alien cause almost everyone I know has a boyfriend or girlfriend that they love or loved. Emphasis on the
LOVE OR LOVED part. Maybe that's the reason why I read so many love stories. Hmmm... maybe I should stop reading them.
... nah it's the closest thing I can get to actually feeling like someone loves me. Sad rite? I'm such a lame excuse for a 14-year old girl. If my blog could make noises then I'd probably be making crying noises rite about now.
bye. I'm crawling under my patched quilt to feel sorry for myself. Let the mooping begin and may it end at dawn (before school starts hopefully).