That means three more boys to add to the altogether four!
But I am not there to get little boy pretty ass.
Why can I not interact with others here? Why do people only adore me from far away? WHY DO YOU TELL ME THESE THINGS WHEN I AM GONE?
I HATE BOYS!
I love them.
I am going to eat a lot of mints now.
LOVE ME PRETTY LITTLE BOYS!
I bought two new books with gift card money, and I am in love with the checkout boy at the counter, who is always working when I buy my books (which is about once a week), so I always get him and sigh. But all I can ever do is smile and not say a thing! And every time I have a pimple on my chin, just one. And is the same place, it is unusual. He probably thinks it is the same one!